Immortal
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Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hopeScreamin', dollar and a dream with my closet lookin' brokeAnd my nigga's lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dopeHave you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap?Nigga I can tell you things that you probably shouldn't knowHave you ever heard the screams when the body hit the floor?Flashbacks to the pain, wakin' up, cold sweatsSix o'clock in the mornin', gotta hit the BoFlexGet my weight up on the block, keep watch for the copsGod they love to serve a nigga three hots and a cotNowadays crime pays like a part time jobAnd the drought got me prayin' for a car time vibeSummer Rain come againNumb the pain 'cause it's hard for a felonIn my mind I been cryin', know it's wrong but I'm sellin'Eyes wellin' up with tearsThinkin' 'bout my niggas dead in the dirtImmortalized on this shirt
Real niggas don't dieForm with the plotOne-Seven-Forty-FiveForm at the plotReal niggas don't dieForm on the plotHood niggas don't lieForm on the plotMy niggas don't dieForm on the plotReal niggas don't dieForm on the plotReal niggas don't dieReal niggas don't die
Have you ever seen a fiend cook crack on the spoon?Have you ever seen a nigga that was black on the moon?Have you ever seen your brother go to prison as you cried?Have you ever seen a motherfuckin' ribbon in the sky?Nope, all I see is that C.R.E.A.M nigga, that greenI'm a black king, black jeans on my black queenAnd her ass fat, too fat for a flat screenI'm the type of nigga make the whole fuckin' trap leanKingpin nigga, put wings on a crack fiendIf they want a nigga, they gon' have to send a SWAT teamAnd I'm goin' out like Scarface in his last sceneA legend, what that mean?
Real niggas don't dieForm with the plotOne-Seven-Forty-FiveForm at the plotReal niggas don't dieForm on the plotHood niggas don't lieForm on the plotMy niggas don't dieForm on the plotReal niggas don't dieForm on the plotReal niggas don't dieReal niggas don't die
To die a young legend or live a long life unfulfilled'Cause you wanna change the worldBut while alive you never will'Cause they only feel you after you gone, or I've been toldAnd now I'm caught between bein' heard and gettin' oldDamn, death creepin' in my thoughts latelyMy one wish in this bitch make it quick if the Lord take meI know nobody meant to live forever anywayAnd so I hustle like my niggas in Virgini-AThey tellin' niggas sell dope, rap or go to NBA, in that orderIt's that sort of thinkin' that been keepin' niggas chainedAt the bottom and hangedThe strangest fruit that you ever seen, ripe with painListen