Incursu - Gone lyrics

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Incursu - Gone lyrics

[Produced by: Alchemy] All too often i've been caught walking On the wrong side of the street where i meet People that are sick and still coughin Half dead and sittin in a coffin Keep my head low and you know i'm just tossin Different ideas around Sometimes i feel up and feel down Yeah i'm feeling livid like a villain But the only crimes i've committed was OD'ing on penicillin Kids try to survive, but these vibes are what they k**in No im not like that no more Im not famous like macklemore And i ain't black fo sure End up failing at life and working at a tackle store They been baited but truth is i've been waiting For something to come invading so i can end up tradin My life for something better- anything will do Heck hook me up with that mini me of you Wish i was rabid and that's why people stay away from me But im like a rabbit and people still hate away on me Like the pay to play games but boy im here real free People are sick of seeing me, but im sick of you G Chilling at the mall, maybe take some adderall Maybe then after that ill be happy after all Trippin on memories that end up make me wanna laugh or fall Typically the latter- sick of all the chatter When people ask "what's the matter" I tell them to slather me with facts of how their dreams got shattered After that kids scatter on the wall Where they jump a chump and leave him stumped Asking himself if he should crawl Crawl back to home where he's safe Where he can't be chased by anything but his mind He thinks he's one of a kind but inside He'll find that he's just like the rest Leave him depressed and perplexed About how the world's so complex And end up with the rest of the kids on the wall Waiting for the next chump to laugh and fall (Waiting for the next chump to laugh and fall) Chilling at the mall, maybe take some adderall Maybe then after that ill be happy after all Trippin on memories that end up make me wanna laugh or fall All too often i've been caught walking On the wrong side of the street where i meet People that are sick and still coughin Half dead and sittin in a coffin Keep my head low and you know i'm just tossin

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