Immortal Lyrics - J. Cole

Ohhhh 

Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope 

Screamin', dollar and a dream with my closet lookin' broke 

And my nigga's lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dope 

Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap? 

Nigga 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 BoFlex 

Get my weight up on the block, keep watch for the cops 

God they love to serve a nigga three hots and a cot 

Nowadays crime pays like a part time job 

And the drought got me prayin' for a car time 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 niggas dead in the dirt 

Immortalized on this shirt 

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Real niggas don't die 

Form with the plot 

One-Seven-Forty-Five 

Form at the plot 

Real niggas don't die 

Form on the plot 

Hood niggas don't lie 

Form on the plot 

My niggas don't die 

Form on the plot 

Real niggas don't die 

Form on the plot 

Real niggas don't die 

Real niggas don't die 

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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 green 

I'm a black king, black jeans on my black queen 

And her ass fat, too fat for a flat screen 

I'm the type of nigga make the whole fuckin' trap lean 

Kingpin, nigga put wings on a crack fiend 

If they want a nigga, they gon' have to send a SWAT team 

And I'm goin' out like Scarface in his last scene 

A legend, what that mean? 

Real niggas don't die 

Form with the plot 

One-Seven-Forty-Five 

Form at the plot 

Real niggas don't die 

Form on the plot 

Hood niggas don't lie 

Form on the plot 

My niggas don't die 

Form on the plot 

Real niggas don't die 

Form on the plot 

Real niggas don't die 

Real niggas don't die 

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, death creepin' in my thoughts lately 

My one wish in this bitch make it quick if the Lord take me 

I know nobody meant to live forever anyway 

And so I hustle like my niggas in Virgini-A 

They tellin' niggas sell dope, rap or go to NBA 

In that order 

It's that sort of thinkin' that been keepin' niggas chained at the bottom and hanged 

The strangest fruit that you ever seen, ripe with pain 

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