Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club
1] Spit that wonder rhymer That blow ya brain, Kurt Cobain, that Nirvana Who gon bring the back? The same dude who spits rhymes bout and pennies for thoughts Wont break for a dollar but bout to rap Endulging myself in and wealth With a chick who says a Christian herself We talk, our she go down swinging Just a couple 80s babys who walking dreaming Ima die young is we walk around singing Mind of ideas, who cant him out of believing to the bottom, it brought up all of our demons When we playing we have to em Bring us gold bottles F-ck it we to taste it Americas role models but were no Channing Closer to forty we get, is Casey Case 27 year old legends, Devil wait to take em I em
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now welcome to the 27 Morrison, Winehouse, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club
[XV - 2] Stairway to heaven Im on my last The first 11 would lead me straight to my And hotel room thats a mess I every secret is kept 21 and shot for his The we do for a check 6 years can make you a legend A lot of pills for A lot of real life in A lot of sex and with feelings Abusing these substances like children me my wrongs and read me my rights Be honest, the excuse is Im my life: ironic The devil in my Jin on Tekken, with tonic What the doctor give us for it? The No we are slaves to the night And we break free on the pages we write Fall into the on a stage full of lights I told you fame with a price Ya life!
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now welcome to the 27 Morrison, Winehouse, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now welcome to the 27
[XV - 3] The meme generation where everybody is Blue check next to ya name or nameless When get jaded cause all you do is get faded Play Gears of War and hit Vegas all my niggas who made it Drive but only minimum wages You close ya as soon as you get on stages Got who died at 27, not in those pages Thats I realised, life is what you make it Kids want my career and I tell em it or hate it Put fame on a scale and youll be glad that you it miracles get credited to elitists and sadists At 27 just praying, you here, happy Middle fingers whenever you pictures life gives you lemons, use it to chase liquor Consumptions our if you figure Theres a whole generation full of wild little niggas
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club