.Something's fucked up shit always happens
Driving from Atlanta and were half way to Athens
The pedals on the ground the speakers blowing out
The cops are on out tale and I makes me want to shout
Thirty hits of Molly some blotter in the trunk
A joint to pass around in case we stop.
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