Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Gone, artist - Psycho Realm. Album song Psycho Realm Presents Sick Jacken And Cynic In Terror Tapes 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.05.2012
Record label: Rebel, SMC Entertainment
Song language: English
I'm Gone |
While laying in the bed last night |
I had a dream that touched me deep down inside |
Oh, yes I did, oh |
I dreamed that she was gone |
I’m gone, I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but |
I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt |
I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk |
Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone |
Let my heart get religious and ignorant |
I’m speaking that militant |
Middle east… listen to what I say, my AK spray |
Do them Allah, blow their arm-leg-leg-arm-head off |
Homie I’m gone, pour me a drink and it’s on |
Degenerate is what they say that we are |
Grab my genitals and general or king you a pawn |
I stand tall after a … and 8 ball, that’s all |
But I’m past the …, and some cough medicine |
All I need OG and a broad |
We puff hard a mass of trees, Amazon |
Till it’s all red lights like the camera’s on |
I hit the streets, … one eye closed |
Where I’ll end up after tonight, only my god knows |
Maybe back in the hood with some white in my nose |
with these 2 little dirty white hoes |
I’m gone, I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but |
I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt |
I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk |
Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone |
Black tall heroine, crack star veteran |
And that’s yall, I’m on that jack gentleman |
You can find me fucked up in bars off ten of them |
Call me Jack the ripper cause other way I’m killing them |
Venom in my glass 74 cinnamon |
No lemon, number 7 no minimum |
Oh, so you concern how I’m living now |
You need to shut the fuck up and keep feeling them |
… most of the time, my good times are ignorant |
So if we fought or fucked or got intimate |
Don’t ask me next day, cause I won’t be remembering it |
I’m gone, I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but |
I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt |
I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk |
Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone |
All my friends try to tell me |
Wrong, she was doing |
My mama told me one day son |
When they try to tell you things for your own good |
I’m wasted, blasted, woke up next to acid. |
I couldn’t even tell her what’s her |
name when she asked me |
Sheets smell like liquor, carpet all ashy |
Cotton mouth like you’re eating rabbit ass, nasty |
I’m still gone but I’m already knowing |
The only way to cure this shit is keep going |
Force one down that hatchet |
For every one I had last night I’ma see if I can match it |
Drink fire water like martyrs and true masters |
Sometimes I’ll go harder and shoot past this |
Rail slide-ride in … axes |
From the womb to the tomb, party till the full crashers |
I got black belt … silver proof nostrils, take more shots than a soldier |
shoots hostiles |
Try to be cool, they say I’m too off though |
Cause eighty proof dropping more truth than the gospels |
I’m gone, I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk, I’m struggling but |
I’ll be straight man just give me a fucking blunt |
I’m fucked up man |
Give me some, give me bumps, get me up man |
I’m stumbling, drunk |
Man I don’t give a fuck, it’s alright tonight cause I’m gone |