1] I once a nigga whose real name was William his concern, was making a million the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams a young mind, at the age of thirteen nigga never had a and his mom was a feen she put the pipe down, but yeah she was sober her sons heart simultaneously grew he started out selling bags in the projects checking the young chicks, for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by objects but he money never bought respect he build a reputation cause he hustle and steal but got locked once it hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with think he was real you see me and like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at people he for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was a minded young man with infinite potetial the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic coincidentally out of school to sell weed with 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 the consequences you propably only did a month for offences ask a nigga doing life if he had chance but then again always the wicked at new and advanced forever with the devil on a code cell block but thats what when you rape, murder and sell rock devils used to be gods, angels fell from the top there's no diversity because burning in the melting pot
2] So Billy robbing niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling and brothers the crack rock working overtime for making for the crack spot hit the jackpot and to move up to cocaine for the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain tired of the block niggaz him the same he to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but when he to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust any nigga with a red shirt can front like a even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a but only a real thug can someone till they die standing in of them, starring straight into their eyes Billy that these men were well guarded and they wanted to test him, before business suggested raping a bitch to he was cold hearted so now he had a choice between back to his life or making money made men, up in the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him 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 it was raining blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untill they saw a woman on the street walking three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way and so they got out the car and followed her walking the projects, the darkness swallowed her wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor this is it kid now you got your to be raw so Billy oaked her up and the chick by the hair 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 stop around the shirt her face, but she screamed the clouts so Billy on the bitch, until he broken her jaw the dirty bastards knew exactly they were doing they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped blood leaking the cloth, she cried silently and then they all proceeded to rape her Billy was meant to go first, but each of took a turn ripping her up, and choking her 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 in the crew he thought it for a minute, she was practicly dead and so he over and put the gun right to her head
[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Deep] I'm and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn
4] Right before he pulled the trigger, and her life he thought about the cold pain the platinum and ice and he felt strong along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled the shirt cover but he saw made him start the cringine studder cuz he was starring the eyes of his own mother she looked back at him and cried, he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than they were raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't even his corruption had succesfully changed his and he how his mom used to come home late working hard for nothing, cause now what was he 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 roof and died with no they say death take you to a better but I doubt it after they killed his mother, and never spoke about it and cause the story that I'm telling is true cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I 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 street listening to little thugs flowe he could be standing next to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows inside the hearts of the and wicked white, brown, yellow and black is not restricted you have a self destructive destiny when inflicted and you'll be one of gods children and from the top there's no diversity because we're burning in the pot so when the devil wants to with you, you better say never because the dance with the devil might you forever