Luyện nghe bài hát Dance With The Devil

1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was
his primary concern, was a million
being the illest hustler, that the world seen
he used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his
a young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a
she put the pipe down, but for every she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew
he started hanging out bags in the projects
checking the chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material
but he understood money bought respect
he built a reputation he could hustle and steal
but got locked once and hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled didn't think he was real
you see me and niggas like this have been equal
I dont project my on other people
he fiended for props like with pipes and needles
so he he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a feeble young man with infinite potential
the product of a bred capitalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of to sell weed
dancing with the devil, until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and in to his greed

Everyone trying to be trife face the consequences
you propably did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked that knew in
dance forever with the on a cold cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and rock
devils to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the pot

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So Billy robbing niggaz, anything he could do
to get his respect back, in the eyes of his
starting fights over shit, up on the block
up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to up to cocaine
fulfilling the scarface stuck in his brain
tired of the block treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell
any bitch nigga with a gun can bust
any with a red shirt can front like a blood
Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in the club
but only a real thug can someone till they die
standing in front of them, staring straight into eyes
Billy realized that these men were well
and they wanted to test him, before business
raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going to his life
or making with made men, up in the cife
his about cars and ice, made him agree
a nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to

3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for
until they saw a on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back work, on her way home
and so they got out the car and followed her
through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
"this is it kid, now you got your to be raw..."
so Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the
and dragged her a lobby that had nobody there
she hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and moving around
the shirt her face, but she screamed and clawed
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried
and they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a
ripping her up, and her until her throat burned
her broken jaw mumbled for God but they concerned
when they done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
one of them pulled out a brand new .22
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd through
and if he killed her he was a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practically
and so he leaned over and put the gun to her head

(Sample "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm falling and I turn back
I'm and I can't turn back

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Right before he the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cocaine with the and ice
and he felt strong standing with his new brothers
the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him to cringe and stutter
'cause he was staring into the of his own mother
she looked at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when were raping her
his whole world stopped, he even contemplate
his corruption had changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come late
hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman had once given him birth
and out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the responded, cause God wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and
and so he jumped off the and died with no soul
they say death take you to a place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is
'cause I was there when Billy Jacobs and I his mom too
and now the follows me everywhere that I go
in fact I'm sure he's standing one of you at my shows
and every street cipher listening to thugs flow
he could be standing right next to you, and you know
the devil grows the hearts of the selfish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black color is not
you a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted
and you'll be one of children that fell from the top
there's no diversity we're burning in the melting pot
so the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because a dance with the devil might you forever