Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Immortal’ by 21 Savage. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 21 Savage or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
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I feel like the motherfuckin’ Grim Reaper
The biggest smoke blower
Put a motherfuckin’ chimney on my stick
Brand new MAK-90 with the drum attached (drum)
You a shit talker, we got drums for that (on God)
Tryna fist fight? Boy, you dumb for that (stupid)
You gon’ get a bullet in yo’ lung for that (stupid)
Draco get to kickin’ like Liu Kang (21)
F&n on me in the Mulsanne (straight up, straight up)
Glock 19 in the Blue Flame (straight up)
I was strapped when I slid inside your boo thang (on God)
21 immortal, we will never die (21)
Loyal to my brothers (yeah), I’ll never lie (straight up)
Call me bird dog ’cause I cheat and I’m fly (straight up)
And I love winnin’, I’m upset if it’s a tie (on God)
Get you off the ground just to knock you to the floor (yeah)
Let’s go blow for blow (yeah), let’s go toe to toe (straight up)
When it’s time to battle, they don’t never ever show (21)
When it’s time to battle, I’m the first one at the door
At the door, with a Draco
Don’t nobody move, I don’t wanna have to blow
Rappin’ ass niggas get spent at they shows
That’s why I need some help, I got a fetish for the smoke
It get fatal in the bottom, used to rumble in the den (21)
Hit him with a combo, gotta finish him (21)
Ak make you frown since you think you wanna grin (straight up)
Seems like all the models just be fallin’ in my DM’s
Coolant on the TEC, it get hot like Scorpion (hot)
I’ll burn his ass, lil’ buster
You thought it was straight, I got some chemicals in this magazine
I’ll perm his ass (mark ass nigga)
Wanna be a gangsta but he misguided (bitch)
I’ll learn his ass (on God, nigga)
He went against me and they call 911 (21)
They had to infirm’ his ass (you gon’ be next nigga)
How many tops you done got popped? Whole bunch
How many times you ran from the smoke? Nigga not once
Eastside nigga fuckin’ all the hoes and I love guns
Ain’t no fucking diamonds in my mouth, nigga these gold fronts
And we known to handle all the business, nigga ASAP
Had her at the slaughterhouse, how the f*ck you cake that?
Ain’t no body shots, nigga you know I told him face that
Now he in the ocean heard they hit him in his wave cap
You took your shot and you missed it (21)
I just beat it up, and you kissed it (ugh)
Took the rap game and I milked it (yeah)
Took the rap beef and I killed it
Neck on froze like Sub-Zero dawg (straight up)
He wifed a thot, he a hero dawg (straight up)
All I care about is my dinero dawg (on God)
Only thing I’m chasing is dineros dawg (straight up)
Dread-headed killer like Cyrax (21)
Brought a gun to a fist fight like Jax
Nah f*ck that, only thing scare me is a rat (snitch)
Slaughter gang, pick your poison, dagger or the axe (straight up)
Stand up guy, they respect my mind (on God)
If you foul out get a TEC, my nine (straight up)
If you ain’t a hunnid don’t text my line (lil’ bitch)
If you know you hatin’ don’t check my live (snitch)
You know I’m Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain’t nun’ changed I’ll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome then I flushed a rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head it was boring, codeine got a nigga snoring
I wonder if she would’ve slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco in the corn beef
Choppa cut you up like Kitana (ching ching)
My choppa in the band, it’s a drummer (drumroll)
Russel Westbrook, I was strikin’ like the thunder
You was somewhere runnin’ round, whinin’ to your momma (21)
Y’all play conservative, we gon send a blitz (straight up)
I’m the type to catch a TEC foul, hit him in his shit (on God)
He think he a made man, hit him in the head (pussy)
Don’t you try to run now, hit him in the leg
People wanna say the stuff I say but they be scared (pussy)
Jab turn a lightskin, pretty boy red (21)
It’s a fatality if you try to handle me (yeah)
Real top shotta don’t you ever try to ramp with me (on God)
Got enough bullet that could kill your whole camp with me
I was bad as hell in school they even tried to cancel me (21)
I don’t like to talk, don’t you try to tongue wrestle me (on God)
And my block good you’ll never get the best of me (straight up)
You know I’m Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain’t nun’ changed, I’ll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime, but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome then I flushed a rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head, it was boring, codeine got a nigga snorin’
I wonder if she woulda slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco in the corn beef