The 27 Club

And we on... Welcome to the 27 club And if I die before I wake, yeah At the 27 club I pray the Lord my soul to take Welcome to the 27 club And if I die before I wake, yeah To the 27 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, dead-ass, I love rap but I never buy the music I just download it for free, then I talk shit Rhymin'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 lookin' 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 (uh) I hope they let me in the 27 club I'm Janis Joplin, I sing like an old time slave And I look twice my age Live from summertime, a OG vulture Mother-fuck a spook, I'ma profit off the culture Real nigga lover, I used to play the backroom Trouble on my mind, I fuck hippies in the bathroom Big Momma Thorton my ball and chain Bitch, I'ma do you like Elvis did, never get credited Overdose on sedatives and heroin and medicine Oppressed white female, I'm a mother-fucking feminist Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me who I'm better than Bitch, you not heaven-sent, a thief is all you ever been On the road to riches, they gon' catch me out my element But if I play the victim, they gon' treat me like a veteran Pot kettle rhetoric, vocal chords need severin' I never had an original bone in my skeleton 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 (uh) 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 bedroom, the sky is my mirror And I look up in that bitch like er'day 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 blessin' And when you get ignored It's like, "Fuck, now I'm stressin'!" 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 Alright, here, then I walk into it, like, as the slums go Then keep it straight up there and then- Yep