27 New West

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[Chorus]
If I die at twenty-seven
Shooting whiskey down with Hendrix
I’ll be smiling far from heaven
Count my blessings If I die at twenty-seven

[Verse 1]
Hol’ up, take in this trip for a sec
God made me wicked but I need some rest
Holes in my pockets, the gold on my neck
It’s getting too heavy I can’t catch a breath

[Verse 2]
The lord came and bought me a Mercedes-Benz
Drove to the crossroads to drink with my friends
Shit is Nirvana more doors to the thrills
I’m high but I’m falling asleep at the wheel

[Chorus]
If I die at twenty-seven
Shooting whiskey down with Hendrix
I’ll be smiling far from heaven
Count my blessings If I die at twenty-seven

[Verse 3]
Glass of red wine, house in the hills
Riding with death like the king: Jean Michel
Shit that I’m on makes it harder to sleep
But I’ll rest in peace when I’m down six feet deep

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