J. Cole

Immortal

J. Cole

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Immortal

Key:  Ebm More
Immortal Key A#mA#m
Immortal Key BmBm
Immortal Key CmCm
Immortal Key C#mC#m(one step down)
Immortal Key DmDm(half step down)
Immortal Key EbmEbm(original key)
Immortal Key EmEm(half step up)
Immortal Key FmFm(one step up)
Immortal Key F#mF#m
Immortal Key GmGm
Immortal Key G#mG#m
Immortal Key AmAm
	  		
Intro 

Ebm       Db  Bm 
Awwwww...haha 

verse 1 
                    Ebm 
Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope 
Screamin' "dollar and a dream" with my closet lookin' broke 
                        Ebm 
And my nigga's lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dope 
Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap? 
                       Ebm 
Nigga I can tell you things that you probably shouldn't know 
Have you ever heard the screams when the body hit the floor? 
                     Db                   B 
Flashbacks to the pain, wakin' up, cold sweats 
Six o'clock in the mornin', gotta hit the BowFlex 
                       Ebm 
Get my weight up on the block, keep watch for the cops 
God they love to serve a nigga three hots and a cot 
                Ebm 
Nowadays crime pays like a part time job 
And the drought got me prayin' for a Carl Thom vibe 
                  Ebm 
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' 
  Db 
Eyes wellin' up with tears 
                                       B 
Thinkin' 'bout my niggas dead in the dirt 
Immortalized on this shirt 

Hook 
                  Ebm 
Real niggas don't die 
Forward with the plot 
One-Seven-Forty-Five 
Form at the plot 
                   Ebm 
Real niggas don't die 
Form on the block 
Real niggas don't lie 
Form in the plot 
                Ebm 
My niggas don't die 
Form on the block 
                   Ebm 
Real niggas don't die 
Form on the block 
                  Db 
Real niggas don't die 
 B                Bbm 
Real niggas don't die 

verse 2 
         Ebm 
Have you ever seen a fiend cook crack on the spoon? 
Have you ever seen a nigga that was black on the moon? 
          EBm 
Have you ever seen your brother go to prison as you cry? 
Have you ever seen a motherfuckin' ribbon in the sky? 
      Ebm 
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 
        Ebm 
And her ass fat, too fat for a flat screen 
I'm the type of nigga make the whole fuckin' trap lean 
Ebm 
Kingpin nigga, put wings on a crack fiend 
If they want a nigga, they gon' have to send a SWAT team 
Db 
And I'm goin' out like Scarface in his last scene 
B 
A legend, what that mean?? 

Hook 
                  Ebm 
Real niggas don't die 
Forward with the plot 
One-Seven-Forty-Five 
Form at the plot 
                   Ebm 
Real niggas don't die 
Form on the block 
Real niggas don't lie 
Form in the plot 
                Ebm 
My niggas don't die 
Form on the block 
                   Ebm 
Real niggas don't die 
Form on the block 
                  Db 
Real niggas don't die 
 B                A#m 
Real niggas don't die 


Outro 
Ebm Db Bb Ebm Bbm 
Ebm  Gb Bbm Ab Gb 
                  Ebm 
To die a young legend or live a long life unfulfilled 
           Bm 
'Cause you wanna change the world 
                    Bbm 
But while alive you never will 
             Ebm                            Db 
'Cause they only feel you after you gone, or I've been told 
B 
And now I'm caught between bein' heard and gettin' old 
     Ebm 
Damn, death creepin' in my thoughts lately 
       B 
My one wish in this bitch, "Make it quick if the Lord take me" 
Ebm 
I know nobody meant to live forever anyway 
Db                                    B 
And so I hustle like my niggas in Virgini-A 
Ebm 
They tellin' niggas, "sell dope, rap or go to NBA," (in that order) 
                                       Ab 
It's that sort of thinkin' that been keepin' niggas chained 
At the bottom and hanged 
                Fm 
The strangest fruit that you ever seen 
                 Ebm 
Ripe with pain, listen... 
		  

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