I'm Gone Lyrics & Tabs by Chris Webby
I'm Gone
guitar chords lyrics
[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 f*ckin' incredible
Like Bruce Banner changin' the standard of being lifted
Got another duchie twisted the size of a f*ckin' midget
I rhyme and they f*ckin wit' it
So why would I f*ckin' quit it
So I'll tap my blunt ashes on these liars and f*ckin' critics
I rhyme and they f*ckin wit' it
So why would I f*ckin' quit it
So I'll tap my blunt ashes on these liars and f*ckin' 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 f*ck you, and f*ck 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
[Hook]
[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 b*tches 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 f*ckin' joint man, I need another hit
[Hook]
[Outro]
