[2Pac/Makaveli
Yo 'Law! Is it cool if a just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) I'm falling and I can't turn I'm falling and I can't turn - I can't back I'm falling and I can't turn
1 - Immortal Technique]
I once knew a nigga real name was William his concern, was making a million the illest hustler, that the world ever seen he used to fuck moviestars and sniff 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 hanging out selling bags in the checking the young chicks, for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by material but he understood never bought respect he build a reputation he could hustle and steal but got locked once it hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have been equal I dont my insurecurity's at other people he feeded for props like addicts pipes and needles so he he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with infinite the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic dropped out of school to sell weed dancing with the devil, until his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling and gave in to his greed
- 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young niggaz in the wild Criminal mind of a still live a child life he can make his pay Too in a rush, better slow down you can be touched
[Verse 2 - Immortal
So started robbing niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the of his crew starting over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling mothers and the crack rock working overtime for money for the crack spot hit the jackpot and wanted to up to cocaine for the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain tired of the block treating him the same he wanted to be like the cut throats and the thugs but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz him no love they told him any motherfucking coward can drugs any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust any nigga with a red can front like a blood even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a but only a real thug can stab someone they die standing in front of them, starring straight into their Billy realized that these men were well and wanted to test him, before business started suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold so now he had a between going back to his life or making money made men, up in the cife his dreams 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
- 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young niggaz in the life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child Thinking he can his pay Too in a rush, better slow down you can be touched
[Verse 3 - Technique]
They drove around the projects slow while it was blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untill they saw a on the street walking alone three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way and so they got out the car and followed her through the projects, the darkness swallowed her they wrapped her shirt around her head and her onto the floor this is it kid now you got your to be raw so oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair and dragged her into a that had nobody there she struggled hard but forced her to go up the stairs got to the roof and then held her down on the ground screaming shut the fuck up and stop around the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the so Billy stomped on the bitch, he broken her jaw the dirty bastards knew exactly what they doing they her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving blood leaking the cloth, she cried silently and then all proceeded to rape her violently 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 they weren't they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a new twenty-two they told him she was a witness of what she'd gone through and if he killed her he was a spot in the crew he thought it for a minute, she was practicly dead and so he leaned and put the gun right to her head
- 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young niggaz in the wild Criminal of a juvenile still live a child life Thinking he can his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better down Cause you can be
[Verse 4 - Technique]
Right before he the trigger, and ended her life he thought about the cold pain with the and ice and he strong standing along with his new brothers cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt but what he saw made him start the cringine cuz he was into the eyes of his own mother she back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than when they were her his whole stopped, he couldn't even contiplate his corruption had succesfully his fate and he remembered how his mom used to come home hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth he turned away from the woman that had given him birth and crying out to the sky cause he was and scared but the devil responded, cause god wasn't there and right then he knew what it was to be and cold and so he jumped off the and died with no soul say death take you to a better place but I doubt it after that killed his mother, and never spoke about it and listen cause the 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 infact I'm sure he's standing one of you at my shows and every street cypher listening to little thugs 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 destiny when your 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 to dance with you, you better say never because the dance with the devil might last you
- 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young niggaz in the wild Criminal mind of a juvenile still a child life he can make his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better down you can be touched
Young in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child Thinking he can his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better slow You can be
(Sample "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) [Plays whilst song fades
I'm and I can't turn back