21 SAVAGE - Immortal Chords and Lyrics

This single was released on 31 October 2019.


Vocals: 21 Savage ,
Producer(s): Kid Hazel,
Writer(s): Kid Hazel , 21 Savage,

SongRating: 7.5/10

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Scale: C# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 94
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
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21
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I feel like the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper
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The biggest smoke blower
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Put a motherfuckin' chimney on my stick

[VERSE ONE]
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Brand new MAK-90 with the drum attached (Drum)
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You a shit talker, we got drums for that (On God)
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Tryna fist fight? Boy, you dumb for that (Stupid)
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You gon' get a bullet in your lung for that (Stupid)
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Draco get to kickin' like Liu Kang (21)
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F&N on me in the Mulsanne (Straight up, straight up)
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Glock 19 in the Blue Flame (Straight up, straight up)
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I was strapped when I slid inside your boo thang (On God)
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21 immortal, we'll never die (21)
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Loyal to my brothers (Yeah), I'll never lie (On God)
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Call me bird dog 'cause I cheat and I'm fly (Straight up)
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And I love winnin', I'm upset if it's a tie (On God)
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Get you off the ground just to knock you to the floor (Yeah)
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Let's go blow for blow (Yeah), let's go toe to toe (Straight up)
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When it's time to battle, they don't never ever show (21)
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When it's time to battle, I'm the first one at the door (21)
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At the door with a Draco
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Don't nobody move, I don't wanna have to blow
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Rappin' ass niggas get spinned at they show
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That's why I need some help, I got a fetish for the smoke
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It get fatal in the bottom, used to rumble in the den (21)
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Hit him with a combo, gotta finish him (21)
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AK make you frown since you think you wanna grin (Straight up)
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Seems like all the models just be fallin' in my DM's (Yeah)
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Coolant on the TEC, it get hot like Scorpion (Hot)
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I'll burn his ass, lil' buster
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You thought it was straight, I got some chemicals in this magazine
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I'll perm his ass (Mark ass nigga)
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Wanna be a gangster, but he misguided (Bitch)
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I'll learn his ass (On God, nigga)
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He went against me and they called -C#m-C#m (21)
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They had to infirm' his ass (You gon' be next, nigga)
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"How many tops you done got popped?" Whole bunch
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"How many times you ran from the smoke?" Nigga, not once
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Eastside nigga fuckin' all the hoes, and I love guns
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Ain't no fucking diamonds in my mouth, nigga, these gold fronts
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And we known to handle all the business, nigga, ASAP
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Had her at the slaughterhouse, how the fuck you cape that?
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Ain't no body shots, nigga, you know I told him face that
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Now he in the ocean, heard they hit him in his wave cap
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You took your shot and you missed it (21)
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I just beat it up and you kissed it (Ugh)
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Took the rap game and I milked it (Yeah)
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Took the rap beef and I killed it
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Neck all froze like Sub Zero, dawg (Straight up)
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He wifed a thot, he a hero, dawg (Straight up)
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All I care about is my dinero, dawg (On God)
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Only thing I'm chasing is dineros, dawg (Straight up)
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Dread-headed killer like Cyrax (21)
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Brought a gun to a fist fight like Jax (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
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Nah, fuck that, only thing scare me is a rat (Snitch)
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Slaughter Gang, pick your poison, dagger or the axe (Straight up)
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Stand-up guy, they respect my mind (On God)
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If you foul out, get a tech', my nine (Straight up)
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If you ain't a hundred, don't text my line (Lil' bitch)
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If you know you hatin', don't check my Live (Snitch)
 
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[CHORUS]
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You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
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Ain't nothin' changed, I'll slaughter your daughter
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She said she was a dime, but her friend was a quarter
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I had a threesome, then I flushed the rubber down the toilet
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She tried to give me head, it was boring
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Codeine got a nigga snoring
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I wonder if she would've slept with the poor me
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Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef
 
[VERSE TWO]
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Chopper cut you up like Kitana (Ching-ching)
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My chopper in the band, it's a drummer (Drumroll)
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Russell Westbrook, I was strikin' like the Thunder (Woah, woah)
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You was somewhere runnin' 'round whinin' to your mama (21)
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Y'all play conservative, we gon' send a blitz (Straight up)
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I'm the type to catch a tech', foul, hit him in his shit (On God)
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He think he a made man, hit him in the head (Pussy)
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Don't you try to run now, hit him in the leg (Rraow)
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People wanna say the stuff I say, but they be scared (Pussy)
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Jab turn a lightskin pretty boy red (21)
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It's a fatality if you try to handle me (Yeah)
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Real top shotta, don't you ever try to ramp with me (On God)
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Got enough bullets that could kill your whole camp with me (Rrah)
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I was bad as hell in school, they even tried to counsel me (21)
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I don't like to talk, don't you try to tongue-wrestle me (On God)
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And my block good, you'll never get the best of me (Straight up)
 
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[CHORUS]
C#m
You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
C#m
Ain't nothin' changed, I'll slaughter your daughter
C#m
She said she was a dime, but her friend was a quarter
C#m
I had a threesome, then I flushed the rubber down the toilet
C#m
She tried to give me head, it was boring
C#m
Codeine got a nigga snoring
C#m
I wonder if she would've slept with the poor me
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Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef
 
  
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