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The 27 Club Lyrics - Singles - Xv

[Hook] 

Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Cobain 

Sex, money, liquor, cocaine 

Rock, Roll, Peace, Love 

Now welcome to the 27 club 

 

[Verse 1] 

Spit that wonder rhymer shit 

That blow ya brain, Kurt Cobain, that Nirvana shit 

Who gon bring the game back? 

The same dude who spits rhymes bout dimes 

and gives pennies for thoughts 

Wont break for a dollar but bout to change rap 

Endulging myself in liquor and wealth 

With a chick who says shes a Christian herself 

We talk, our upbringing 

Before she go down swinging 

Just a couple 80s babys who walking around dreaming 

Ima die young is what we walk around singing 

Mind full of ideas, who cant him out of believing 

Sink to the bottom, it brought up all of our demons 

When we playing we have to face em 

Bring us those gold bottles 

F-ck it we have to taste it 

Americas role models but were no Channing Taylor 

Closer to forty we get, is probably Casey Case 

27 year old legends, Devil cant wait to take em 

I hate em 

 

[Hook] 

Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Cobain 

Sex, money, liquor, cocaine 

Rock, Roll, Peace, Love 

Now welcome to the 27 club 

Morrison, Winehouse, Joplin, Cobain 

Sex, money, liquor, cocaine 

Rock, Roll, Peace, Love 

Now welcome to the 27 club 

 

[XV - Verse 2] 

Stairway to heaven Im on my last step 

The first 11 would lead me straight to my death 

And that hotel room thats a mess 

I hope every secret is kept 

21 and shot for his Nikes 

The things we do for a check 

6 more years can make you a legend 

A lot of pills for digestion 

A lot of real life in question 

A lot of sex and with less feelings 

Abusing these substances like step children 

Tell me my wrongs and read me my rights 

Be honest, the excuse is Im living my life: ironic 

The devil in my like Jin on Tekken, with tonic 

What the doctor give us for it? The Chronic 

No wonder we are slaves to the night 

And we only break free on the pages we write 

Fall into the darkness on a stage full of lights 

I told you fame came with a price 

Ya life! 

 

[Hook] 

Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Cobain 

Sex, money, liquor, cocaine 

Rock, Roll, Peace, Love 

Now welcome to the 27 club 

Morrison, Winehouse, Joplin, Cobain 

Sex, money, liquor, cocaine 

Rock, Roll, Peace, Love 

Now welcome to the 27 club 

 

[XV - Verse 3] 

The meme generation where everybody is famous 

Blue check next to ya name or remain nameless 

When friends get jaded cause all you do is get faded 

Play Gears of War and hit Vegas with all my niggas who made it 

Maximum Drive but only minimum wages 

You close ya eyes as soon as you get on stages 

Got homies who died at 27, not in those pages 

Thats when I realised, life is what you make it 

Kids want my career and I tell em love it or hate it 

Put fame on a scale and youll be glad that you weighed it 

When miracles get credited to elitists and sadists 

At 27 just praying, you here, happy belated 

Middle fingers whenever you take pictures 

When life gives you lemons, use it to chase liquor 

Consumptions our destruction if you figure 

Theres a whole generation full of wild little niggas sayin 

 

[Hook] 

Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Cobain 

Sex, money, liquor, cocaine 

Rock, Roll, Peace, Love 

Now welcome to the 27 club