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What A Night....
One night I got pulled over,
in a stolen SUV
I had a fully loaded .45,
and a quarter pound of weed
I watched him in the mirror,
as he walked up to my door
When I saw him pull his pistol,
my jaw just hit the floor
He asked me what my name was,
as I looked at him in shock
But it's kind of hard to concentrate,
when you're staring down a Glock
When I couldn't think of an alias,
I blurted out my name
Then a little voice inside my head,
said "HAVE YOU GONE INSANE?!?!?"
Many times throughout my life,
I've heard those very words
But I asked the other voice I hear,
and he said "that's just absurd"
in a stolen SUV
I had a fully loaded .45,
and a quarter pound of weed
I watched him in the mirror,
as he walked up to my door
When I saw him pull his pistol,
my jaw just hit the floor
He asked me what my name was,
as I looked at him in shock
But it's kind of hard to concentrate,
when you're staring down a Glock
When I couldn't think of an alias,
I blurted out my name
Then a little voice inside my head,
said "HAVE YOU GONE INSANE?!?!?"
Many times throughout my life,
I've heard those very words
But I asked the other voice I hear,
and he said "that's just absurd"
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