1] I once knew a nigga whose real name was his primary concern, was making a being the illest hustler, the world ever seen he used to fuck moviestars and 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 yeah she was sober her sons simultaneously grew colder he hanging 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 build a cause he could hustle and steal but got locked once it hesitate to squeal so he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like have never been equal I project my insurecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and so he felt he had to to everyone he was evil a fever young man with infinite potetial the product of a ghetto breed mental dropped out of school to sell weed dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would but he was sick of selling and gave in to his greed
Everyone trying to be never face the consequences you propably did a month for minor offences ask a nigga doing life if he had chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and forever with the devil on a code 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 we're burning in the pot
2] So Billy robbing niggaz, anything he could do he'd 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 money for the crack spot hit the jackpot and to move up to cocaine for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his tired of the block niggaz treating him the he to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love they told him any coward can sell drugs any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust any nigga with a red can front like a blood even Puffy smoked the up in a club but only a real can stab someone till they die in front of them, starring straight into their eyes Billy realized that men were well guarded and they wanted to test him, before started suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold so now he had a choice going back to his life or making money made men, up in the cife his dreams cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever 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, and joking for entertainment untill saw a woman on the street walking alone three in the morning, coming back work, on her way home and so quietly got out the car and followed her walking through the projects, the darkness her they wrapped her shirt her head and knocked her onto the floor this is it kid now you got chance to be raw so Billy her up and grapped the chick by the hair and dragged her into a lobby had nobody there she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the they got to the roof and held her down on the ground screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the so Billy stomped on the bitch, he broken her jaw the dirty bastards knew exactly they were doing they kicked her until cracked her ribs and she stopped moving blood leaking through the cloth, she silently and then all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was to go first, but each of them took a turn ripping her up, and her until her throat burned a broken jaw mumbled for god but weren't concerned when were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new 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 it for a minute, she was practicly dead and so he leaned and put the gun right to her head
from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep] I'm falling and I can't turn I'm falling and I can't back
4] Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her he about the cold pain with the platinum and ice and he felt strong along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the cover but what he saw him start the cringine studder cuz he was starring the eyes of his own mother she looked back at him and cried, cause he had her she cried more painfully, than when were raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't contiplate his corruption had succesfully changed his and he remembered how his mom used to home late working hard for nothing, cause now was he worth he turned away from the woman that had given him birth and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and but the devil responded, cause god wasn't there and right he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he jumped off the and died with no soul they say death you to a better place but I doubt it after that they his mother, and never spoke about it and listen cause the story that I'm is true cuz I was there Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to and now the devil me everywhere that I go I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows and every cypher listening to little thugs flowe he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't the devil inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked white, brown, yellow and colored is not restricted you have a self destiny when your inflicted and you'll be one of gods and fell from the top there's no diversity because burning in the melting pot so when the devil wants to dance you, you better say never because the dance with the devil last you forever