27 Club

I got everything I wanted but lost everyone I love
Enough is enough man, my head is fucked (Lost everyone)
Been on a bender for months (Lost)
Getting lost, drink, drugs and sluts (Sluts)
(Drink, drugs and sluts, my own friends are hating on me bro, what the fuck?)
Doing this for us, the little stupid cunts

Too much pain man, it’s hurt my brain (It’s fucked me up)
Paranoid, I got nervous shakes
Turned to cocaine like Kurt Cobain
He died at 27, I just turned that age (A legend)
Amy Winehouse, Robert Johnson was the same
Mac Miller, Jimi Hendrix, a lot of grеats (Rest in peace)
I feel likе only they could relate
My situation’s hard to explain
All this shit man that comes with fame
See my friends and my family changed
‘Cos they got the same name and, they ain’t getting paid
But when I needed them they did nothing mate
You know what I think? Fuck ‘em mate (Fuck ‘em)
And I’ve been planning my great escape
Thinking “Who am I taking with me mate?” (Fuck ‘em)
And they rap bro to feed their ego
I rap bro to feed my people (And that’s it)
The deceit is evil
5G needle, I could go deep
But who’d listen to me though, just another street debo
Jacket ____ when they reload
One day free homes, beast mode
Robbed everyone my first week home
My boy saw me falling off and he just left me rotting
After all I did for him, but fuck it I still got him
Need to pop change tomorrow I go shopping
I ain’t got the money tonight, I go robbing (Man I've been the ____)
Told him that I’ve got him bro and I ain’t even got it
Went out plotting and I somehow just got it (Different time)
Risks that I took for my friends? Shocking
Started music for us and I’m feeling to stop it
The mixtape’s ready and I don’t even wanna drop it
Cus I made ____ bro and I think that he forgot it (Didn't wanna drop it)
You know I rap the truth
When he got knocked out, I was banging screws (Know I did)
Sat down the block bro, battered and bruised
And no radio I couldn't blast my tunes
Sat in total silence
Solitary confinement (GOAD man)
All I know is violence on violence (That's all I know)
Violence on violence every day I'm fighting bro I'm inviting this la...

And now that it's my time to blow
I ain't even writing bro
Me and little Mikey Joe, we hit the roads with microphones
I hate to spend the night alone
Bro, I hate to spend the night alone and face these thoughts inside my dome
The baddest shit's don't like to bo...
They went hard
But I went harder bro
So fuck the system, fuck the Police 'cos I made it for my Father bro
Was at the graveyard speaking to my Father bro (Rest in peace Pops)
My best friends turned to rats, big brother sold my straps
Then the judge give me six and a half man, it broke my back (Pressure)
'Cos I was fresh home off of three, could you cope with that? (Could you cope with that?)
Then I'm stressing to sleep, man I need sleepers
I rap about dotty's, but I got street sweepers (Facts)
Just copped forty bags for two features
Stealing two-litres with two beaters

And I don't roll with managers, producers
Land in London with me and my shooter
I'm from L.H where they boom off scooters
Clapped at my friends 'cos they all turned Judas (All of 'em)
Fuck rap, I ain't seeing big racks
Just got followers and plaques
Famous for no reason gotta still stack grass
Taking chases like beating, hoping that I make it back (But I still graft bro)
(Hoping that I make it back)

Yeah, Strangeways diaries
This is Strangeways diaries
(Wrote most of this in Strangeways, so this is Strangeways diaries)
Just a low life, low life, fucking low life
Lived on the wing where my Dad took his own life
Just a fucking low life
Low life, low life, fucking low life
Lived on the wing where my Dad took his own life
Believe me, they was cold nights
Thought about him the whole time
Getting stressed out, been in jail for my whole life
(I know you're proud now Pops, I know you're proud. Catch you alive man)