Lyrics The 27 Club - JPEGMAFIA
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

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