Nate Jones - Immortal lyrics

[Intro] Awwwww...haha [Verse 1] Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope Screamin' "dollar and a dream" with my closet lookin' broke And my n***a's lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dope Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap? n***a I can tell you things that you probably shouldn't know Have you ever heard the screams when the body hit the floor? Flashbacks to the pain, wakin' up, cold sweats Six o'clock in the mornin', gotta hit the BowFlex Get my weight up on the block, keep watch for the cops God they love to serve a n***a three hots and a cot Nowadays crime pays like a part time job And the drought got me prayin' for a Carl Thom vibe Summer Rain come again Numb the pain 'cause it's hard for a felon In my mind I been cryin', know it's wrong but I'm sellin' Eyes wellin' up with tears Thinkin' 'bout my n***as dead in the dirt Immortalized on this shirt [Hook] Real n***as don't die Forward with the plot One-Seven-Forty-Five Form at the plot Real n***as don't die Form on the block Real n***as don't lie Form in the plot My n***as don't die Form on the block Real n***as don't die Form on the block Real n***as don't die Real n***as don't die [Verse 2] Have you ever seen a fiend cook crack on the spoon? Have you ever seen a n***a that was black on the moon? Have you ever seen your brother go to prison as you cry? Have you ever seen a motherf**in' ribbon in the sky? Nope, all I see is that C.R.E.A.M n***a, that green I'm a black king, black jeans on my black queen And her a** fat, too fat for a flat screen I'm the type of n***a make the whole f**in' trap lean Kingpin n***a, put wings on a crack fiend If they want a n***a, they gon' have to send a SWAT team And I'm goin' out like Scarface in his last scene A legend, what that mean—? [Hook] Real n***as don't die Forward with the plot One-Seven-Forty-Five Form at the plot Real n***as don't die Form on the block Hood n***as don't lie Form in the plot My n***as don't die Form on the block Real n***as don't die Form on the block Real n***as don't die Real n***as don't die [Outro] To die a young legend or live a long life unfulfilled 'Cause you wanna change the world But while alive you never will 'Cause they only feel you after you gone, or I've been told And now I'm caught between bein' heard and gettin' old Damn, d**h creepin' in my thoughts lately My one wish in this b**h, "Make it quick if the Lord take me" I know nobody meant to live forever anyway And so I hustle like my n***as in Virgini-A They tellin' n***as, "sell dope, rap or go to NBA," (in that order) It's that sort of thinkin' that been keepin' n***as chained At the bottom and hanged The strangest fruit that you ever seen Ripe with pain, listen...