The 27 Club (Original)
Welcome to the 27 Club
And if I die before I wake, yeah
Welcome to the 27 Club
I pray the lord my soul to take
Welcome to the 27 Club
And if I die before I wake, yeah
Welcome to the 27 Club
I pray the lord my soul to take
I'm Jimi Hendrix, baby I'm Jimi Hendrix
Throw that pussy at me, I'ma take it if you lendin'
Party hardly, never talk cop
And my tracks make these white hoes strip, nigga deadass
I love rap, but I never buy the music
I just download it for free, then I talk shit
Rhyming's easy, anyone can do it
That's why I say fuck that new, I want that old shit
I'm all indie, baby, I love garbage
Sling out wack tracks and Pitchfork loves it
Critic-core legend, certified bitch-made
Asshole niggas, thinkin' they got the best taste
At 27, I'ma asphyxiate on my own bullshit while I'm looking for a fix
So fuck a Black fan, crackers make figures
'Cause god don't like ugly and no one likes niggas
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front
I pray the lord just give me what I want
And if I flash before that cash
I pray the lord give me all of that
And if I ain't rich before 26, well fuck
I hope they let me in the 27 Club
I'm Lemmy Kilmister
I ain't dead yet but with this wart on my face, man I think I got AIDS
I sing like a frog, I'm a closet racist
And that Triple HD make these virgins worship me
I hate rap, and everything about it
Back in B.C. I had 6 on the powder
We had a contest, see who could scream louder
Do I gotta tell you that I won?
(Yeah, I won)
I'm a pussy ass nigga, grown ass kid
When Devon catch me he gon' fuck my bitch
I'ma run like hell, probably might go snitch
Because I can't take people talking that shit
Overkill, nigga
Burnt up bridges
Louie, Louie, Louie, you ain't got no class
I hope I get rich 'fo you time pass
So when I catch you at the Grammys, I'ma get up in yo ass
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front
I pray the lord just give me what I want
And if I flash before that cash
I pray the lord give me all of that
And if I ain't rich before 26, well fuck
I hope they let me in the 27 Club
They call me Kurt Cobain
I don't like fame
I strum guitars, I snort cocaine
I am one fucked up nigga
The earth is my bathroom, the sky is my mirror
And I look up in that bitch like everyday
Smile to myself and thank god I'm paid
'Cause I could be like you, a keyboard warrior
Youtube confessin' in the comment section
Dick gettin' hard off a thumbs up blessing
And when you get ignored, it's like, "Fuck, now I'm stressing"
I took the high road
Instead of bein' the nigga that talk shit
I'd rather be the nigga that walks it
Hop, skip and jump 'cause I'm rich as hell
Stick to the script like an actor
But I don't play no roles, I'm Hip-Hop's Death Note
I'm killin' off every single fuckin' blog rapper, bitch
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front
I pray the lord just give me what I want
And if I flash before that cash
I pray the lord give me all of that
And if I ain't rich before 26, well fuck
I hope they let me in the 27 Club
And if I die before I wake, yeah
Welcome to the 27 Club
I pray the lord my soul to take
Welcome to the 27 Club
And if I die before I wake, yeah
Welcome to the 27 Club
I pray the lord my soul to take
I'm Jimi Hendrix, baby I'm Jimi Hendrix
Throw that pussy at me, I'ma take it if you lendin'
Party hardly, never talk cop
And my tracks make these white hoes strip, nigga deadass
I love rap, but I never buy the music
I just download it for free, then I talk shit
Rhyming's easy, anyone can do it
That's why I say fuck that new, I want that old shit
I'm all indie, baby, I love garbage
Sling out wack tracks and Pitchfork loves it
Critic-core legend, certified bitch-made
Asshole niggas, thinkin' they got the best taste
At 27, I'ma asphyxiate on my own bullshit while I'm looking for a fix
So fuck a Black fan, crackers make figures
'Cause god don't like ugly and no one likes niggas
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front
I pray the lord just give me what I want
And if I flash before that cash
I pray the lord give me all of that
And if I ain't rich before 26, well fuck
I hope they let me in the 27 Club
I'm Lemmy Kilmister
I ain't dead yet but with this wart on my face, man I think I got AIDS
I sing like a frog, I'm a closet racist
And that Triple HD make these virgins worship me
I hate rap, and everything about it
Back in B.C. I had 6 on the powder
We had a contest, see who could scream louder
Do I gotta tell you that I won?
(Yeah, I won)
I'm a pussy ass nigga, grown ass kid
When Devon catch me he gon' fuck my bitch
I'ma run like hell, probably might go snitch
Because I can't take people talking that shit
Overkill, nigga
Burnt up bridges
Louie, Louie, Louie, you ain't got no class
I hope I get rich 'fo you time pass
So when I catch you at the Grammys, I'ma get up in yo ass
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front
I pray the lord just give me what I want
And if I flash before that cash
I pray the lord give me all of that
And if I ain't rich before 26, well fuck
I hope they let me in the 27 Club
They call me Kurt Cobain
I don't like fame
I strum guitars, I snort cocaine
I am one fucked up nigga
The earth is my bathroom, the sky is my mirror
And I look up in that bitch like everyday
Smile to myself and thank god I'm paid
'Cause I could be like you, a keyboard warrior
Youtube confessin' in the comment section
Dick gettin' hard off a thumbs up blessing
And when you get ignored, it's like, "Fuck, now I'm stressing"
I took the high road
Instead of bein' the nigga that talk shit
I'd rather be the nigga that walks it
Hop, skip and jump 'cause I'm rich as hell
Stick to the script like an actor
But I don't play no roles, I'm Hip-Hop's Death Note
I'm killin' off every single fuckin' blog rapper, bitch
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front
I pray the lord just give me what I want
And if I flash before that cash
I pray the lord give me all of that
And if I ain't rich before 26, well fuck
I hope they let me in the 27 Club
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Hendryx
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