- Chris Webby IMG one 歌詞
- Chris Webby
- Refrain:Theres a lotta people talkin to me,
I dont hear nothin Pop the pill how Im rollin My head hears the repercussion Im gone, Im goneIm gone, Im gone, Im goneDriftin to another world, losin touch with gravity Losin touch with everything, even my own reality Im gone, Im gone,Im gone, Im gone, Im gasto buy the whisky when am gone Got my unusual pharmaceuticals, everyone is edible Barely sensible, but Im feelin f*ckin incredible Like Bruce Banner changin the standard And bein lifted, got another Dutchie twisted, the size of a f*ckin midget I rhyme and they f*ckin wit us, so why would I f*ckin quit it? So I tap my blunt ashes on these liars and f*ckin critics designed to just be your 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, Im the reason that my local pharmacy is still in business Im the illest sucka to step out the clinic with bad news, now they see me as more than a gimic with tattoos They hatin and f*ck you. Yo , f*ck it, wheres my medicine, I think I got another doctors appointment to pencil in Almost at an Atteral, pop another Ambien, buckled in on whatever shuttle they try to land me in Refrain.Ill be poppin G ladiesuntil Im at least 80 Unable to see straightly, wherever the E takes me, Im therePoppin stars until Im rollin insane, even if the doctor says Ill get a hole in my brain I got that mental Novacain, palms sweaty, its alright though Molly and some acid tabs, yep, that is the right dose Im bad news, you want different then go to GeicoDrug induced animal, postin up with the lights low Brim to my eyebrows, higher than the skys clouds. Im Mike Vick and b*tches refusin to lie down Greater than Alexander, Im searchin for my crown Ounces dont do it no more, I gotta buy pounds Break it down, then I roll it up quick and light that **** , aint nobody messin with the flow now, better slow down, You aint rippin mics like this, you dont live a life like this, so go and shut your lips Pass the f*ckin joint, man, I need another hit Refrain.La, la, la, la.......
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