Immortal - J. Cole

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 BowFlex

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 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 niggas dead in the dirt

Immortalized on this shirt

Real niggas don’t die

Forward with the plot

One-Seven-Forty-Five

Form at the plot

Real niggas don’t die

Form on the block

Real niggas don’t lie

Form in the plot

My niggas don’t die

Form on the block

Real niggas don’t die

Form on the block

Real niggas don’t die

Real 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 cry?

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

Forward with the plot

One-Seven-Forty-Five

Form at the plot

Real niggas don’t die

Form on the block

Hood niggas don’t lie

Form in the plot

My niggas don’t die

Form on the block

Real niggas don’t die

Form on the block

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, listen…