Chris Webby - I'm Gone lyrics

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[Hook:]

There’s a lot of people talking to me, I don’t hear nothin’

Pop a pill now I’m rollin’, all I hear is the percussion

I’m gone [x5]

Driftin’ to another world, losing touch with gravity

Losing touch with everything, even my own reality

I’m gone [x7]

[Verse 1:]

Got my unusual pharmaceuticals, everyone is edible

Barely sensible, but I’m feeling fuckin’ incredible

Like Bruce Banner changin’ the standard of being lifted

Got another duchie twisted the size of a fuckin’ midget

I rhyme and they fuckin wit’ it

So why would I fuckin’ quit it

So I’ll tap my blunt ashes on these liars and fuckin’ critics

Designed to just be a menace

Let me pop a pill and witness me defy the laws of physics

Tell Newton I really did it

No losing so let me get it

Maneuvering with the quickness

I’m the reason that my local pharmacy is still in business

I’m the illest like I stepped out the clinic with bad news

Now they see me as more than just a gimmick with tattoos

They hatin’ then fuck you, and fuck it yo where’s my medicine?

I think I got another doctor’s appointment to pencil in

Almost out of Adderall, pop another Ambien

Buckled in on whatever shuttle they try to land me in

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[Verse 2:]

I’ll be poppin’ G-ladies until I’m at least eighty

Unable to see straightly wherever the E takes me

I’m there, poppin’ stars until I’m rollin’ insane

Even if the doctor says I’ll get a hole in my brain

I got that mental novacaine, palms sweaty, it’s aight though

Molly and some acid tabs, yep! That is the right dose

I’m bad news, you want different? Then go to Geico

A drug induced animal posted up with the lights low

Brim to my eyebrows, higher than the sky’s clouds

I’m Mike Vick, and bitches refusing to lie down

Greater than Alexander, searching for my crown

Ounces don’t do it no more, I gotta buy pounds

Break it down - then I roll it up quick and I light that shit

Ain’t nobody messin’ with the flow now, betta slow down, you ain’t rippin’ mics like this

You don’t live a life like this, so go and shut your lips

And pass the fuckin’ joint man, I need another hit

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