27 Club

[Intro] Yeah, we got a male here Found dead at the bottom of the scene [?] 27 [beeping] Uh Licence [More police radio sounds] Ronald Justice [siren] We nedd um, Uh we need some dispatches on the way [Verse 1] Twenty seven years old late night driving with high beams reckless driving With each turn felt like an uprising since seventeen To make it in the game Yet, still avoiding the mainstream My boy dream was to be dreamt of as the greatest of the great It kills me inside because they don't think I belong They think I'm a fake, Listening to 808 & Heartbreak The world is all mine for the take It's a process thirty four albums in the make Ingredients to kill my detractors like DDT Nalyd's gas is on E To the C to the I to the T Go CITGO I act like I already know but I see it so clear but I'm into deep though I drive around each corner as I reach the top pf the mountain heap Lovers Leap where I once waited for my Dad ever so patiently I think it's kinda sad I looked up to him but didn't have a reason to When his best attribute was making me mad And that is when I was fed up Enough bullshit went through Disappointment The words of unmeaningful love are anointed It's hard to get rejoiced when Since childhood you never had that source of reinforcement Pussies crying over divorce shit But I never had stability I'd like to think the ability to overcome invisibility is possible They can't see what I convey They see me on the everyday and just assume I can't be accepted by their type a way It was just yesterday you called me a gay Thinking nothing is all I've got But everything I'm not made me everything I am But damn this stall must be getting smaller Are these walls gonna holla because my head is too big for my body I'm speeding in my car 81' Honda but I'm driving it like it's a bugatti My ego is inflating, My haters are deteriorating My satan dick flow is masturbating While my beat is manipulating But why is reverbnation saying i'm just a two star ranking They must be underestimating Meanwhile my automobile is off the ground and my chest is pulsating Radio playing bonfires and broken glass Carver To The Knob but I'm not in that actual cast I wear a mask I'm straightedge but they keep handing me a flask So I take a sip My car drifts to the side and I almost hit a ditch Almost hit a deer I see the end coming near cause I almost hit a tree Woah as me, Woah as Ecitsuj I predicted I'd die at twenty seven but it wasn't meant to Be tooken literal All the Clausen tracks the belittle my weaker songs they ridicule I can't go now but I'm a God Satan: HAHA No you're not Dylan, you're a facade Nalyd: What wait who was that speaking to me? Is that you God? Satan: God? This is Lucifer, You sold your soul to me. What you don't remember me When you was seventeen you said your only dream was to be on the illuminati team Nalyd: I take it back. Please let this be a dream. My brakes don't work and I'm too scared to screamI don't wanna fall off the road and die Satan: Dylan you must die. You knew what you were getting involved with Don't try to pretend like you don't know Stop asking why Twenty Seven years are up so now you must die Nalyd: NO! I don't wanna go Satan: Let the brakes go Dylan cause they don't work no mo Nalyd: Ah Fuck let me go Satan: Rest in Peace you poor scrub Nalyd: I'm too young to die Satan you cunt haven't you scared me enough Satan: HaHaHa Nalyd welcome to hell, Your bod is being tugged To be burnt unti there is no more of you son Don't play dumb, You knew when you heard the bells it was me who allowed them to be rung You're just another one added to the list Another soul missed, Another neck being hung You're famous now Dylan, Welcome to the 27 Club [Nalyd Ecitsuj] I've died a hundred times I've rhymed a thousand lines I've lied ten-thousand lies I've cried a million cries 27 Club nevermind I've died a hundred times I've cried a million cries 27 Club, nevermind