Текст песни Dance With the Devil (instrumental) - Immortal Technique
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
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9 The Other White Meat
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12 Keepin' It Raw
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16 Battles vs. Flow
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