Luyện nghe bài hát Immortal

Now I was barely seventeen a pocket full of hope
Screamin', dollar and a with my closet lookin' broke
And my lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dope
Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of
Nigga I can tell you things you probably shouldn't know
Have you ever heard the screams when the hit the floor?
Flashbacks to the pain, wakin' up, sweats
Six in the mornin', gotta hit the BoFlex
Get my weight up on the block, keep for the cops
God they love to serve a nigga three and a cot
Nowadays pays like a part time job
And the drought got me prayin' for a car vibe
Summer Rain come again, the pain 'cause it's hard for a felon
In my mind I been cryin', know it's wrong but I'm
Eyes wellin' up with tears, thinkin' 'bout my dead in the dirt
on this shirt

Real niggas die
Form with the

Form at the
niggas don't die
Form on the
Hood niggas lie
on the plot
My don't die
on the plot
Real don't die
Form on the
niggas don't die
Real don't die

Have you ever a fiend cook crack on the spoon?
Have you ever seen a that was black on the moon?
Have you ever seen your brother go to as you cried?
Have you seen a motherfuckin' ribbon in the sky?
Nope, all I see is that C.R.E.A.M nigga, that
I'm a black king, black on my black queen
And her ass fat, too fat for a flat
I'm the type of nigga make the whole fuckin' lean
Kingpin, nigga put on a crack fiend
If they want a nigga, gon' have to send a SWAT team
And I'm goin' out like in his last scene
A legend, that mean?

Real don't die
Form the plot

Form at the
niggas don't die
Form on the
Hood don't lie
Form on the
My niggas die
Form on the
niggas don't die
Form on the
Real don't die
niggas don't die

To die a young legend or live a long life
'Cause you wanna change the but while alive you never will
'Cause only feel you after you gone, or I've been told
And now I'm caught between bein' and gettin' old
Damn, death creepin' in my lately
My one wish in this bitch make it quick if the take me
I know meant to live forever anyway
And so I hustle my niggas in Virgini-A
They tellin' sell dope, rap or go to NBA
In that
It's that sort of thinkin' that keepin' niggas chained at the bottom and hanged
The strangest fruit that you ever seen, ripe pain