Luyện nghe bài hát Dance With The Devil

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I once a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a
being the hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck movie stars and coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of
never had a father and his mom was a fiend
she put the down, but for every year she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew
he started hanging out selling in the projects
checking the young chicks, for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material
but he money never bought respect
he built a reputation he could hustle and steal
but got locked and didn't hesitate to squeal
so he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggas this have never been equal
I dont my insecurities on other people
he fiended for props like with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was
a feeble young man with infinite potential
the product of a ghetto bred mental
coincidentally dropped out of to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes bleed
but he was sick of trees and gave in to his greed

Everyone to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor
ask a nigga doing if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked that in advance
dance forever with the devil on a cold block
but what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, that fell from the top
no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

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So started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
to get his respect back, in the of his crew
starting over little shit, up on the block
up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and to move up to cocaine
fulfilling the scarface fantasy in his brain
of the block niggaz treating him the same
he to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell
any bitch nigga with a gun can bust
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a
even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in the
but only a real can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, staring straight their eyes
Billy realized these men were well guarded
and wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold
so now he had a between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the
his dreams about cars and ice, made him
a hardcore nigga is all he ever to be
and so he met them friday night at a to three

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They around the projects slow while it was raining
blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
until they saw a woman on the walking alone
three in the morning, coming from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and her
walking 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 yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
and her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed and
so Billy stomped on the bitch, he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were
kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she silently
and then all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat
her broken jaw mumbled for God but weren't concerned
when they were done and she was bloody, broken and bruised
one of them niggaz out a brand new .22
they told him she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the
he thought it for a minute, she was practically dead
and so he leaned and put the gun right to her head

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

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Right before he the trigger, and ended her life
he thought the cocaine with the platinum and ice
and he strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and back the shirt cover
but what he saw him start to cringe and stutter
'cause he was into the eyes of his own mother
she back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they raping her
his world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
his corruption had succesfully his fate
and he how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once 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 jumped off the and died with no soul
they say death take you to a place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and spoke about it
and listen the story that I'm telling is true
'cause I was there when Billy Jacobs and I his mom too
and now the devil me everywhere that I go
in fact I'm sure he's among one of you at my shows
and street cipher listening to little thugs flow
he could be right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black color is not
you a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted
and you'll be one of God's children that fell the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the pot
so when the devil wants to with you, you better say never
because a with the devil might last you forever