Lyrics Dance With the Devil - Immortal Technique
I
once
knew
a
nigga
whose
real
name
was
William
His
primary
concern
was
makin'
a
million
Bein'
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
13
Nigga
never
had
a
father
and
his
mom
was
a
fiend
She
put
the
pipe
down,
but
for
every
year
she
was
sober
Her
son's
heart
simultaneously
grew
colder
He
started
hangin'
out,
sellin'
bags
in
the
projects
Checkin'
the
young
chicks,
lookin'
for
hit-and-run
prospects
He
was
fascinated
by
material
objects
But
he
understood,
money
never
bought
respect
He
built
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
on
other
people
He
fiended
for
props
like
addicts
with
pipes
and
needles
And
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-bred
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
tryin'
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
God's
angels
that
fell
from
the
top
There's
no
diversity
because
we're
burning
in
the
melting
pot
So,
Billy
started
robbin'
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
Workin'
overtime
for
makin'
money
for
the
crack
spot
Hit
the
jackpot
and
wanted
to
move
up
to
cocaine
Fulfillin'
the
Scarface
fantasy
stuck
in
his
brain
Tired
of
the
block
niggas
treatin'
him
the
same
He
wanted
to
be
major,
like
the
cutthroats
and
the
thugs
But
when
he
tried
to
step
to
'em,
niggas
showed
him
no
love
They
told
him
any
motherfuckin'
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
the
club
But
only
a
real
thug
can
stab
someone
'til
they
die
Standing
in
front
of
them,
staring
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
makin'
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
tryin'
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
God's
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
Smokin'
blunts,
drinkin'
and
jokin'
for
entertainment
Until
they
saw
a
woman
on
the
street,
walkin'
alone
Three
in
the
morning,
coming
back
from
work,
on
her
way
home
And
so
they
quietly
got
out
the
car
and
followed
her
Walkin'
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'd
broken
her
jaw
Them
dirty
bastards
knew
exactly
what
they
were
doin'
They
kicked
her
until
they
cracked
her
ribs
and
she
stopped
movin'
Blood
leakin'
through
the
cloth,
she
cried
silently
And
then
they
all
proceeded
to
rape
her
violently
Billy
was
meant
to
go
first,
but
each
of
them
took
a
turn
Rippin'
her
up,
and
chokin'
her
until
her
throat
burned
Her
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
.22
They
told
him
that
she
was
a
witness
for
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
fallin'
and
I
can't
turn
back
I'm
fallin'
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
staring
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
rapin'
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
Workin'
hard
for
nothin',
'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,
color
is
not
restricted
You
have
a
self-destructive
destiny
when
you're
inflicted
And
you'll
be
one
of
God's
children
that
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
a
dance
with
the
devil
might
last
you
forever
Oh,
y'all
motherfuckers
thought
it
was
over,
huh?
But
it's
not
You
didn't
count
on
a
fallen
angel
getting
back
into
the
grace
of
God
and
coming
after
you
Y'all
niggas
ain't
shit,
your
producers
ain't
shit,
your
fuckin'
A&R
ain't
shit
I'll
fuckin'
wipe
my
ass
with
your
demo
deal
Yo,
Diabolic,
take
this
motherfucker's
head
off!
Go
'head
and
grip
Glocks,
I'll
snap
your
trigger
finger
in
six
spots
You'll
have
to
lip
lock
with
hypodermic
needles
to
lick
shots
I'll
watch
you
topple
flat,
put
away
your
rings
and
holla
back
Can't
freestyle,
you're
screwed
off
the
top,
like
bottle
caps
Beneath
the
surface,
I'm
overheatin'
your
receiver
circuits
By
unleashin'
deeper
verses
than
priests
speak
in
churches
What
you
preach
is
worthless,
your
worship
defeat
the
purpose
Like
President
Bush
takin'
bullets
for
the
Secret
Service
Beyond
what
y'all
fathom,
I
shit
on
cats
and
jaw
tap
'em
Show
no
compassion,
like
havin'
a
straight-faced
orgasm
Toe
jack
'em,
have
his
half-a-10
bitch
suck
my
friend's
dick
In
the
meantime,
you
can
French-kiss
this
clenched
fist
Diabolic,
a
one-man
brigade
spreading
cancer
plague
Fist-fuckin'
a
pussy's
face,
holdin'
a
hand
grenade
So,
if
I
catch
you
bluffin',
faggot,
you're
less
than
nothin'
I
just
had
to
get
that
stress
off
my
chest
like
breast
reduction
You
motherfuckers
are
nothing,
you
cannot
harm
me
I'll
resurrect
every
aborted
baby
and
start
an
army
Storm
the
planet,
huntin'
you
down,
'cause
I'm
on
a
mission
To
split
your
body
into
a
billion
one-celled
organisms
Immortal
Technique'll
destroy
your
religion,
you
stupid
bitch
You're
faker
than
blue-eyed
crackers
nailed
to
a
crucifix
I'm
'bout
to
blow
up
like
NASA
Challenger
computer
chips
Arsenic
language
transmitted
revolutionarily
I'm
like
time
itself,
I'm
gonna
kill
you
inevitably
Chemically
bomb
you,
fuck
usin'
a
chrome
piece
I'm
Illmatic,
you
won't
make
it
home,
like
Jerome's
niece
I'll
sever
your
head
diagonally
for
thinkin'
of
dissin'
me
And
then
use
your
dead
body
to
write
my
name
in
calligraphy
This
puppet
democracy
brainwashed
your
psychology
So
you're
nothing,
like
diversity
without
equality
And
your
crew
is
full
of
more
faggots
than
Greek
mythology
Using
numerology
to
count
the
people
I
sent
to
Heaven
Produces
more
digits
than
22
divided
by
seven
You're
like
Kevin
Spacey,
your
style
is
usually
suspect
You
never
killed
a
cop,
you
not
a
motherfucking
thug
yet
Your
mind
is
empty
and
spacious
Like
the
part
of
the
brain
that
appreciates
culture
in
a
racist
Face
it,
you're
too
basic,
you're
never
gonna
make
it
Like
children
walkin'
through
Antarctica
butt-naked
1 Dominant Species
2 Dance With the Devil
3 No Mercy
4 Understand Why
5 The Prophecy
6 Speak Your Mind
7 Creation & Destruction
8 Dominant Species
9 Positive Balance
10 The Getaway
11 Beef & Broccoli
12 No Me Importa
13 Top of the Food Chain - Remix
14 The Poverty of Philosophy
15 Revolutionary
16 Spend Some Time (Remix)
17 Dance With the Devil
18 The Prophecy
19 Understand Why
20 No Mercy
21 Speak Your Mind
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