Dance With The Devil

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
 His primary concern was making a million
 Being the illest hustler that the world ever seen
 He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
 A corrupted young mind at the age of 13
 Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
 She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
 Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder
 He started to hanging out, selling bags in the projects
 Checking the young chicks, looking for hit-and-run prospects
 He was fascinated by material objects
 But he understood, money never bought respect
 He built a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal
 But got locked once, and didn't hesitate to squeal
 So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
 You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal
 I don't project my insecurities on other people
 He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
 And so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
 A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
 The product of a ghetto, bred capitalistic mental
 Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
 Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
 But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed
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 Everyone tryin' to be trife, never face the consequences
 You probably only did a month for minor offenses
 Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
 But then again, there's always the wicked that knew in advance
 Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
 But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
 Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top
 There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
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 So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
 He'd get his respect back in the eyes of his crew
 Starting fights over little shit up on the block
 Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
 Working overtime, making money for the crack spot
 Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
 Fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
 Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
 He wanted to be major, like the cut-throats and the thugs
 But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
 They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
 Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
 Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
 Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
 But only a real thug can stab someone 'til they die
 Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes
 Billy realized that these men were well guarded
 And they wanted to test him before business started
 Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
 So now he had a choice between going back to his life
 Or making money with made men, up in the cife
 His dreams about cars and ice made him agree
 A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
 And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three
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 Everyone tryin' to be trife never face the consequences
 You probably only did a month for minor offenses
 Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
 But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
 Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
 But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
 Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top
 There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
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 They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
 Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
 Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
 Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
 And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
 Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
 They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
 This is it, kid, now you got your chance to be raw
 So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
 And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
 She struggled hard, but they forced her to go up the stairs
 They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
 Screaming, "Shut the fuck up and stop moving around"
 The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
 So Billy stomped on the bitch, until he'd broken her jaw
 Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
 They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
 Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
 And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
 Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
 Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
 A broken jaw mumbled for God, but they weren't concerned
 When they were done, and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
 One of them niggas pulled out a brand new .22
 They told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
 And if he killed her, he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
 He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
 And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
 I'm falling and I can't turn back
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 I'm falling and I can't turn back
 Right before he pulled the trigger and ended her life
 He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
 And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
 Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
 But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
 'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
 She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her
 She cried more painfully than when they were raping her
 His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
 His corruption had successfully changed his fate
 And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
 Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth?
 He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
 And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared
 But only the devil responded, 'cause God wasn't there
 And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
 And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
 They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it
 After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
 And listen 'cause the story that I'm telling is true
 'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
 And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
 In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
 And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
 He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
 The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
 White, brown, yellow and black, color is not restricted
 You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted
 And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top
 There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
 So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
 Because the dance with the devil might last you forever
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 Oh, y'all motherfuckers thought it was over, huh?
 But it's not
 You didn't count on a fallen angel gettin' back into the grace of God and comin' after you
 Y'all niggas ain't shit, your producers ain't shit, your fuckin' A & R ain't shit
 I'll fuckin' wipe my ass with your demo deal
 Yo, Diabolic, take this motherfucker's head off
 Go 'head and grip Glocks
 I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots
 You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
 I'll watch you topple flat
 Put away your rings and holla back
 Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top, like bottle caps
 Beneath the surface I'm overheatin' your receiving circuits
 By unleashin' deeper verses than priests speak in churches
 What you preach is worthless, your worship defeat the purpose
 Like President Bush takin' bullets for the Secret Service
 Beyond what y'all fathom, I shit on cats and jaw tap 'em
 Show no compassion, like havin' a straight-faced orgasm
 Tour jack 'em, have his half-a-10 bitch suck my friend's dick
 In the meantime, you can Fench kiss this clenched fist
 Diabolic, a one-man brigade spreadin' cancer plague
 Fist-fuckin' a pussy's face, holdin' a hand grenade
 So if I catch you bluffin', faggot, you're less than nothin'
 I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction
 You motherfuckers are nothin', you cannot harm me
 I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
 Storm the planet, huntin' you down, 'cause I'm on a mission
 To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
 Immortal Technique'll destroy your religion, you stupid bitch
 You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
 I'm 'bout to blow up, like NASA Challenger computer chips
 Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily
 I'm like time itself, I'm gonna kill you inevitably
 Chemically bomb you, fuck usin' a chrome piece
 I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home, like Jerome's niece
 I'll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me
 And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
 This puppet democracy brainwashed your psychology
 So you're nothin', like diversity without equality
 And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology
 Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
 Produces more digits than 22 divided by seven
 You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is Usually Suspect
 You never killed a cop, you not a motherfuckin' thug yet
 Your mind is empty and spacious
 Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist
 Face it, you're too basic, you're never gonna make it
 Like children walkin' through Antarctica, butt-naked