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XV #EndOfTheWorld Lyrics

XV #EndOfTheWorld Lyrics

XV #EndOfTheWorld Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let me in your life, let me in your homes
Let me in your stereos and get me in my zone
A hero on the page is what I wanna be the most
But if we follow for a follow, tell me who gon lead us both
Roman numeral flow, wallet full of C's
Turn numbers into the alphabet so I can count G's
The loser who won too like you was counting the 3
After the millions cause they doubted the dream
I ain't lost a thing in this grind but my mind
And reality so harsh how could dreaming waste my time
I just ask mine, hypothetical at times
Wonderin' if my rap minds matter after I flat line?
So I sign out of Facebook and get some real friends
Got off Twitter with niggas and set some real trends
And we gon' get it man while the World spins
Cause everyday they try to say that the World ends

[Hook]
Followers followin', role models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the world yet?
Followers followin', role models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?

[Verse 2]
Young and invincible, hated by all the principles
Maybe cause all our principles would seem so fictional
Now we live in a world that's so digital
Hashtags at the minimal, niggas act like it's biblical
Typical I watch niggas that's at they pinnacle
And not have one event that felt pivotal
When I was young I was wylin' but always had drive
They suspended my license and then I got fly
Who gon' change the World, not I
But I will influence the mind that does try
That's a Pac line, see how it all goes
We could become a leader after you follow
So sign out of Facebook and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends
And we gon get it while the world spins
Cause everyday they try to say that the world ends
Is it over yet?

[Hook]
Followers followin', role models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?
Followers followin', role models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?

[Verse 3]
Ugh, back to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd Future you could never know
Saw a nigga on Twitter say Vizzy will never blow
I guess there are some shit that I'll spit that I never get to show
Over they heads I go
I wrote this on a flight next to this women that was white
She asked me what is that you write, I said a rap song
She said: "really, with sentences that long"
If you think rap is just drugs and gats then you dead wrong
This is the paper my sons college fund is made on
Those college kids at shows in the front row with weight on
We change lives with these lines that they hate on
Spit on tracks like simple jack and then kick back like Fei Long
I just want write somethin' that make you get life from it
Its more than just a Facebook, like or dislike button
So sign out of that and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends

[Hook]
Followers followin', role models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?
Followers followin', role models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?

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XV The 27 Club Lyrics

XV The 27 Club Lyrics

XV The 27 Club Lyrics
[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
Indulging myself in liquor and wealth
With a chick who says she's a Christian herself
We talk, our upbringing
Before she go down swinging
Just a couple 80's baby's who walking around dreaming
I'ma die young is what we walk around singing
Mind full of ideas, who can't him out of believing
Sink to the bottom, it brought up all of our demon's
When we playing we have to face 'em
Bring us those gold bottles
F-ck it we have to taste it
America's role models but we're no Channing Taylor
Closer to forty we get, is probably Casey Case
27 year old legends, Devil can't 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

[Verse 2]
Stairway to heaven I'm on my last step
The first 11 would lead me straight to my death
And that hotel room that's a mess
I hope every secret is kept
21 and shot for his Nike's
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 I'm 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
That's when I realized, 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 you'll 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
Consumption's our destruction if you figure
There's a whole generation full of wild little niggas saying

[Hook]
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Cobain
Sex, money, liquor, cocaine
Rock, Roll, Peace, Love
Now welcome to the 27 club

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