[2Pac/Makaveli
Yo 'Law! Is it cool if a nigga just get up for this one?
(Sample "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) I'm and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn - I can't back I'm falling and I turn back
[Verse 1 - Technique]
I knew a nigga whose real name was William his primary concern, was making a being the illest hustler, the world ever seen he used to moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams a corrupted 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 chicks, looking for hit and run prospects he was fascinated by material but he understood money never respect he build a reputation cause he could hustle and but got locked once it hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't he was real you see me and niggaz this have never been equal I dont project my at other people he for props like addicts with pipes and needles so he he had to prove to everyone he was evil a fever minded young man with potetial the of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental coincidentally dropped out of school to weed dancing with the devil, smoked his eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his
- 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 slow down you can be touched
[Verse 2 - Technique]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his starting fights little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling mothers and the crack rock working for making money for the crack spot hit the jackpot and to move up to cocaine for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his of the block niggaz treating him the same he wanted to be 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 slugs any nigga with a red shirt can front a blood even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a but only a real thug can stab till they die standing in front of them, starring straight into eyes Billy realized that men were well guarded and they to test him, before business started suggested raping a to prove he was cold hearted so now he had a between going back to his life or making money with men, up in the cife his dreams about cars and ice, him agree a hardcore is all he ever wanted to be and so he met friday night at a quarter to three
[Chorus -
Young niggaz in the wild mind of a juvenile still live a child life Thinking he can his pay Too in a rush, better slow down you can be touched
[Verse 3 - Technique]
They drove around the slow while it was raining blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment untill they saw a woman on the walking alone three in the morning, coming from 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 around her 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 into a lobby had nobody there she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the they got to the roof and then held her down on the screaming shut the fuck up and moving 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 were doing kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving blood through the cloth, she cried silently and then they all proceeded to her violently Billy was meant to go first, but of them took a turn ripping her up, and choking her until her burned a broken jaw for god but they weren't concerned when they done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos one of them pulled out a brand new twenty-two they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone 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 over and put the gun to her head
[Chorus -
Young niggaz in the life Criminal mind of a juvenile still a child life Thinking he can his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better slow you can be touched
[Verse 4 - Immortal
Right he pulled the trigger, and ended her life he thought about the cold with the platinum and ice and he strong standing 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 into the of his own mother she looked at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her she cried more painfully, than when they raping her his whole world stopped, he couldn't even 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 from the woman that had once given him birth and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and but only the devil responded, god wasn't there and then he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he off the roof and died with no soul they say death take you to a better but I doubt it after that they killed his mother, and never spoke it and listen cause the story that I'm telling is cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I his mom to and now the follows me everywhere that I go infact I'm sure he's standing one of you at my shows and every street cypher to little thugs flowe he could be standing next to you, and you wouldn't know the devil grows 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 children and fell 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 the dance with the devil might last you
- 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child he can make his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better slow Cause you can be
Young niggaz in the wild Criminal mind of a juvenile live a child life he can make his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better down You can be
(Sample "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) [Plays whilst fades out]
I'm falling and I turn back