I'm Gone

[Chorus] 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, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Driftin to another world, losing touch with gravity Losing touch with everything, even my own reality I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone [Verse 1: Chris Webby] Got my unusual pharmaceuticals, everyone is edible Barely sensible, but I'm feelin' fuckin' incredible Like Bruce Banner changin' the standard of bein' lifted Got another dutchy 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 losin' so let me get it, maneuverin' 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 [Chorus] 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, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Driftin to another world, losing touch with gravity Losing touch with everything, even my own reality I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone [Verse 2: Chris Webby] 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 Novocaine, 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-ing bitches refusing to lie down Greater than Alexander, searchin' 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 [Chorus] 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, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone Driftin to another world, losing touch with gravity Losing touch with everything, even my own reality I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone [Outro]