Dance With The Devil

Album: Revolutionary Vol. 1 (2001)
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  • I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
    His primary concern, was making a million
    Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
    He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
    A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
    Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
    She put the pipe down, but every year she was sober
    Her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
    He started hanging out selling bags in the projects
    Checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
    He was fascinated by material objects
    But he understood money never bought respect
    He build a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal
    But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal
    So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
    You see me and niggas like this have never been equal
    I don't project my insecurities at other people
    He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
    So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
    A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
    The product of a ghetto breed capitalistic mental
    Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
    Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
    But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

    Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
    You probably only did a month for minor offenses
    Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
    But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
    Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
    But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
    Devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
    There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

    So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
    To get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
    Starting fights over little shit, up on the block
    Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
    Working overtime for making money for the crack spot
    Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
    Fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
    Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
    He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
    But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
    They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
    Any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
    Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
    Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
    But only a real thug can stab someone till they die
    Standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
    Billy realized that these men were well guarded
    And they wanted to test him, before business started
    Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
    So now he had a choice between going back to his life
    Or making money with made men, up in the cyph'
    His dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
    A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
    And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three

    Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
    You probably only did a month for minor offenses
    Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
    But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
    Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
    But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
    Devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
    There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

    They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
    Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
    Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
    Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
    And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
    Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
    They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
    This is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
    So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
    And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
    She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
    They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
    Screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
    The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
    So Billy stomped on the bitch, until he had broken her jaw
    The dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
    They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
    Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
    And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
    Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
    Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
    A broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned
    When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
    One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two
    They 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 crew
    He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
    And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

    I'm falling and I can't turn back
    I'm falling and I can't turn back

    Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
    He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
    And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
    Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
    But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
    Cause he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
    She looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
    She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
    His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
    His corruption had successfully changed his fate
    And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
    Working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
    He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
    And crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
    But only the devil responded, cause God wasn't there
    And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
    And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
    They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it
    After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
    And listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
    Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
    And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
    In fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
    And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
    He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
    The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
    White, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
    You have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
    And you'll be one of Gods children and fell from the top
    There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
    So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
    Because the dance with the devil might last you forever Writer/s: FELIPE ANDRES CORONEL, SEAN EDWARD GEORGE
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Comments: 16

  • Tee Cee from Manchester, England Immortal technique spoke about what he meant saying he was there, and he said words to tbe effect of: society created the conditions for sexual violence to happen. So if you have ever looked at a girl and said I'd smash that, or watched porn then you have participated in societal norms that lead to someone getting raped, like you was there.
    It's waaaay deeper
  • Shalom Chukwuka from Nigeria I've never a song more thought provoking as this... I fell for the lyrics. Truly we never know how far we've gone dancing with the devil until we fall into absolute decadence. It sends quite a message to everyone; Sometimes in life, our dance with the devil backfires on us and we end up hurting ourselves or someone dear to us or we remain hunted for life.
  • Mon from SwedenSampling is from the theme from Love story ( well known movie from 1970 if I remember it right)
  • Ediie R.casillasawesome lyrics ,superb, what is the beat original name?
  • Drake from NigeriaI love this
  • 673 Little Street from Nowhere so we are just gunna let immortal technique get away with admitting to be present during this ?? like somehow hes the hero..
  • Billie from BulgariaAm I the only one hearing The Great Gig In The Sky between verses?
  • Kelli from Amarillo, TexasThis has to be the most profound song I've heard ever in my life!!! I'm a 52 year old white lady and the song was absolute genius!!!! WOW!!! How crazy! What a deep, deep song. How talented is this guy!!! Genius!!! Haven't a had a song touch me mentally , emotionally, physically or intellectually on such a .......strange level as this one has. I was enthralled to say the least!!!
  • Nate from New York, NyI actually don't like rap but this song is amazing.
  • Tyrone from Muswellbrook, Australiaimmortal technique is a lord
  • Maggie from Baldwin Park, CaI love this song,.Speechless everytime I listen to it.
  • Azar from Staten Island, NyImmortal Technique has already said that he did not really rape thos women but has said the story is true because this happens with gangs in America EVERYDAY!
  • Liam from San Juan, Puerto Ricoif u have herd all songs by immortal technique there all depressing.why thought? why do they do this can any1 ask?but every1 must know that immortal technique always tell the real thing so yea
  • Aaron from Altadena, CaImmortal Technique is q profound artist that has matured through out his career, yet still holds a tight grasp to reality and real human anguish.
  • Jack from Cleveland, OhThe NYPD contacted this artist about the content of the song because it resembled an actual crime.
  • Adam from South Pasadena, Israelimmortal technique>god
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