[Intro]
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 (Uh huh)
Welcome to the 27 club (Uh, yeah)
I pray to lord, my soul to take (xirdneH imiJ, eof yatS)

[Verse 1]
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, n***a dead-ass
I love rap but I never buy the music
I just download it for free, then I talk shit (Yeah!)
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 n***as, 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 n***as
[Chorus]
And if I die before I wake (Yeah)
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)

[Verse 2]
I'm Lemmy Kilmister, I ain't dead yet
But with this wart on my face, man, I think I got aids (Ew)
I sing like a frog, I'm a closet racist, and that triple HD make these virgins worship me (God)
I hate rap, and everything about it (Fuck)
Back in BC I had six on the powder (Six)
We had a contest see who could scream louder (Yeah)
Do I gotta tell you that I won? (Yeah, I won)
I'm a pussy-ass n***a, grown-ass kid
When Devon catch me, he gon' fuck my bitch
Imma run like hell, probably might go snitch
Because i can't take people talking that shit
Over-kill n***a, burnt up bridges
Louie, Louie, Louie, you ain't got no class
Hope I get rich 'fore yo time pass
So when I catch you at the Grammy's, I'ma get up in your ass bitch
[Chorus]
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
And if I stunt before I front (Yeah)
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)

[Verse 3]
They call me Kurt Cobain, I don't like fame
I strum guitars, I snort cocaine
I am one fucked up n***a
The Earth is my bathroom, the sky is my mirror
And I look up in that bitch like every day
Smile to myself and thank God I'm paid
Because 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 n***a that talk shit
I'd rather be the n***a 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
[Chorus]
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

[Instrumental Outro]