must've been the rebel in me
night before I left town
I began feeling invincible
Royce, metro narcs and city police
had been trying hard .. very hard
every conceivable way
and then some .. yet
they could never bust me
I felt they deserved
a consolation prize
lowlife's framing me
wasn't near enough
i'd watched the local news
even read in the newspaper
Royce's successful promotion
it kind of burned my ass
he, metro narcs and city police
were having a huge celebration
i mean .. this is a tiny country town
they were celebrating their intelligence
I pondered .. came to the conclusion
i'd give the bastards one more chance
I placed a full ounce of my best sinsimilla
inside a fancy ceramic marijuana tray
i'd purchased at an illegal headshop
put it all on my metal dash
my vintage truck .. started the motor
while idling .. loaded my favorites
a really cool pipe and glass bong
fired the bong up .. took a few deep tokes
already I was stoned high
laughing crazily .. shifted to drive
every redlight .. I took a long hit
smoking carelessly in plain view
it was like i'd wanted to be seen
to send them a sarcastic message
there's one you'll didn't apprehend
drove really close to the police station
pipe hanging loosely from my mouth
there they were .. in full celebration
Copyright @ September 2014
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