Luyện nghe bài hát Dance With The Devil

1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was
his primary concern, was making a
being the illest hustler, that the ever seen
he used to movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
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 simultaneously grew colder
he started out selling bags in the projects
the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material
but he understood never bought respect
he built a reputation cause he could and steal
but got locked once and didn't to squeal
so criminals he chilled with think he was real
you see me and niggas like have never been equal
I dont my insecurities on other people
he fiended for props like addicts pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was
a feeble minded young man infinite potential
the product of a ghetto capitalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to weed
dancing the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his

Everyone trying to be trife never face the
you propably only did a month for minor
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 sell
devils to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because burning in the melting pot

2]
So Billy robbing niggaz, anything he could do
to get his respect back, in the eyes of his
fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the rock
working overtime for making money for the crack
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to
the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block treating him the same
he to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun can slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a
even Puffy smoked a up in the club
but only a real thug can someone till they die
standing in front of them, staring into their eyes
Billy realized these men were well guarded
and they wanted to him, before business started
suggested a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his
or money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about and ice, made him agree
a hardcore is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met friday night at a quarter to three

3]
They drove around the projects while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for
until they saw a woman on the street alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way
and so they quietly got out the car and her
walking through the projects, the darkness her
they wrapped her shirt around her and knocked her onto the floor
"this is it kid, now you got chance to be raw..."
so Billy yoked her up and grabbed the by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody
she struggled hard but they her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and held her down on the ground
shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
so stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her and she stopped moving
leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to her violently
Billy was to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and her until her throat burned
her broken jaw mumbled for God but weren't concerned
when they were done and she was bloody, broken and bruised
one of them niggaz out a brand new .22
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
he thought about it for a minute, she was practically
and so he leaned and put the gun right to her head

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

4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her
he about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start to cringe and
'cause he was staring the eyes of his own mother
she looked at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't contemplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his
and he remembered how his mom used to come late
hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned from the woman that had once given him birth
and out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, God wasn't there
and right he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and with no soul
they say death you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is
'cause I was when Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
and now the devil follows me that I go
in fact I'm sure he's among one of you at my shows
and every street listening to little thugs flow
he could be standing right next to you, and you know
the grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black color is not
you have a self destructive destiny when inflicted
and you'll be one of God's children fell from the top
no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the wants to dance with you, you better say never
because a dance with the might last you forever