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• Artiste: Devlin
• Titre: Too Far Gone
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I'll practised Took a risk like Rooney and rolled round dagger with a dog There ain't no glamour in the manor where the man are getting shot And shit gets deeper because, someone got wrapped and stabbed for a box I feel the tension pass me a benson Give me five like MI I'm lost, and I don't wanna try and be something that I'm not Knew that I'd fit in if I played the game But fitting in's lame and that's not what I want All I ever wanted was the O.T crew to be that damn huge that we'd all be gods Dreams of a youngster Deflated and punctured now it's just me in this spot Lonely soul I walk this road alone Still marching deep in the fog I gave and I took I played by the book I've fell and I've stood And now I'm too far gone to come back Think it was easy Trying to do something positive here when everyone's sleazy Back handed greedy I gave what I could for the cause so bleed me Some more there's nothing left No Jim no James no fucking Devs, Just a machine programmed to be the mc that you know from the Dagenham ends It's auto pilot, when I make assaults on pirates I ain't got thoughts in my head Think too much then I might lose touch with the brain cell left then fall to a depth So low, the sun don't glow, the sky don't snow on a spiders web All I know is when I'm here alone I'm in a zone that's free from an actual tense I gave and I took I played by the book I've fell and I've stood And now I'm too far gone to come back It's game on now When I reign on now There ain't no way no how That the boy that made the manor proud could fade or drown I ain't ever falling down Been there didn't think I'd ever get back Now it's on top tell a mummy it's a wrap Focused trying to put money in the bank Making other artists curry in their pants It's all bants, what more do you want from me A constant stream of meaningful messages Idols and effigies die and they bleed, It's all bants, what more do you want from me a constant stream of meaningful messages Idols and effigies die and they bleed I gave and I took I played by the book I've fell and I've stood And now I'm too far gone to come back