Peter CottonTale

"Immortal"

[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


[Chorus]
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

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