Luyện nghe bài hát Dancing With The Devil (2008)

[2Pac/Makaveli

Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for one?

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

[Verse 1 - Technique]

I once a nigga whose real name was William
his concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever
he to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of
nigga never had a father and his mom was a
she put the pipe down, but forever she was sober
her heart simultaneously grew colder
he started out selling bags in the projects
checking the chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material
but he money never bought respect
he build a reputation he could hustle and steal
but got once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been
I dont project my insurecurity's at people
he feeded for props like addicts with and needles
so he felt he had to prove to he was evil
a fever minded young man with potetial
the product of a ghetto capatalistic mental
dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his

[Chorus -

Young niggaz in the life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child
Thinking he can his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better down
you can be touched

[Verse 2 - Immortal

So Billy started niggaz, anything he could do
get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over shit, up on the block
up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making for the crack spot
hit the and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his
tired of the block niggaz 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
told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a
but only a real thug can stab someone they die
standing in front of them, straight into their eyes
Billy that these men were well guarded
and they to test him, before business started
suggested a bitch to prove 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, him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to

[Chorus -

Young niggaz in the life
Criminal mind of a juvenile live a child life
he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz slow down
Cause you can be

3 - Immortal Technique]

They drove around the projects while it was raining
smoking blunts, and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking
three in the morning, back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and 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 Billy oaked her up and the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby had nobody there
she struggled hard but they her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and held her down on the ground
screaming shut the up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she the clouts
so stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she 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 throat
a broken jaw mumbled for god but weren't concerned
when they were done and she was bloody, broken and broos
one of niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what gone through
and if he killed her he was a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was dead
and so he leaned and put the gun right to her head

[Chorus -

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 4 - Technique]

Right before he pulled the trigger, and her life
he thought about the pain with the platinum and ice
and he strong standing along with his new brothers
the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him the cringine studder
cuz he was starring the eyes of his own mother
she back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't 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 once him birth
and crying out to the sky he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god there
and right then he what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I it
after they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me that I go
infact I'm sure standing among one of you at my shows
and every street listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the and wicked
white, brown, and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny your inflicted
and be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity we're 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

[Chorus -

niggaz in the wild life
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

niggaz in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still a child life
he can make his pay
Too in a rush, better slow down
You can be

(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Deep)
[Plays whilst song out]

I'm and I can't turn back