Tonalité : G# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I once knew a nigga
whose real name was William
His primary concern was making a million
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Being the illest hustler
that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars
and sniff coke in his dreams
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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
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but for every year she was sober
Her son's heart
simultaneously grew colder
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He started hanging out,
selling bags into projects
Checking the young chicks,
looking for hit and run prospects
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He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money
never bought respect
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He built a reputation
cause he could hustle and steal
But got locked once
and didn't hesitate to squeal
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So criminals he chilled with,
didn't think he was real
You see, me and niggas like this
have never been equal
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I don't pro ject my insecurities
on other people
He fiended for props
like addicts with pipes and needles
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And so he felt he had to prove
to everyone he was evil
A feeble -minded young man
with infinite potential
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The product of a ghetto bred
capitalistic mental
Coincidentally,
dropped out of school to sell weed
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Dancing with the devil,
smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees
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and gave in to his greed
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Everyone tryna be trife,
never face the consequences
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You probably only did a month
for minor offenses
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Ask a nigga doin' life
if he had another chance
But then again there's always the wicked
that knew in advance
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Dance forever with the devil
on a cold cell block
But that's what happens
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when you rape, murder, and self -rock
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Devils used to be gods,
angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity
because we're burning in
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the melting pot
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So Billy started robbing niggas
anything he could do
To get his respect back in
the eyes of his crew
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Starting fights over little
shit up on the block
Stepped up to selling mothers
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and brothers to crack rock
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Working overtime,
making money for the crack spot
Hit the jackpot
and wanted to move up to cocaine
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Fulfilling the Scarface fantasy
stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas
treating him the same
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He wanted to be major
like the cutthroats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to him,
niggas showed him no love
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They told him any motherfuckin' coward
can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
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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'll stab
someone till 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 making money with made men
Up in his sight, his dreams
about cars and ice
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Made him agree, a hardcore nigga
is all he ever wanted to be
And so he met through Friday night
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at a quarter to three
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Everyone tryna be trife,
never face the consequences
You probably only did a month
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for minor offenses
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Ask a nigga doing life
if he had another chance
But then again, there's always the wicked
that knew in advance
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Dance forever with the devil
on a cold cell block
But that's what happens
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when you rape, murder an d sell rock
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Devils used to be gods,
angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity
because we're burning in
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the melting pot
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They drove around the project
slow while it was raining
Smoking plunts,
drinking and joking for entertainment
Until they saw a woman on
the street walking alone
Three in the morning,
coming back from work
on the 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
their 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
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Screaming shut the fuck up
and stop moving around
The shirt covered her face
but she screamed and clawed
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So Billy stomped on the bitch
till he broke her jaw
Them dirty bastards knew
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exactly what they were doing
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They kicked her until they
cracked her ribs
and she stopped moving
Blood leaking through the cloth,
she cried silently
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And then they all proceeded
to rape her violently
Billy was made to go first,
but each of them took a turn
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Ripping her up and choking her
until her throat burned
Her broken jaw mumbled for God,
but they weren't concerned
When they were done
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and she was lying
bloody broken and bruised
One of them niggas pulled out
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a brand new .22
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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
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He thought about it for a minute,
she was practically dead
And so he leaned over
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and put the gun right
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to her head
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back
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I'm fallin'
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and I can't turn back
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Right before he pulled the trigger
and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine
with the platinum and ice
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And he felt strong standing
along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head
and pulled back the shirt cover
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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,
and 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
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to be empty and cold
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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
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After that they killed his mother
and never spoke about it
And listen, cause the story
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that I'm telling is true
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Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs
and I raped his mom too
And now the devil follows me
everywhere that I go
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In fact, I'm sure he's standing
among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher
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listening to Lil Thug's flow
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You could be standing right next to you
and you wouldn't know
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The devil grows inside the hearts
of the selfish and wicked
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White, brown, yellow, and black,
color is not restricted
You have a self -destructive destiny
when you're inflicted
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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
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dance with you,
you better say never
Because a dance with the devil
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might last you forever
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Oh, y 'all motherfuckers
thought it was over, huh?
But it's not
You didn't count on a fallen angel
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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,
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I'll fuckin' wipe my ass
with your demo deal
Yo, Diabolic,
take this motherfucker's head off
Go ahead and grip
Glocks, I'll snap your trigger
finger in six spots
You'll have to lip lock
when hypodermic needles to lick shots
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I'll watch you topple flat,
put away your rittens and holla back
Can't freestyle,
you're screwed off the top like bottle caps
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Beneath the surface,
I'm overheatin' your receiver circuits
By unleashing deeper verses
than priests speak in churches
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What you preach is wordless,
your worship defeat the purpose
Like President Bush takin' bullets
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for the Secret Service
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Beyond what y 'all fathom,
I shit on cats that y 'all tap him
Show no compassion
like havin' a straight -faced orgasm
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Torjack him, have his half a ten,
bitch, suck my friend's dick
In the meantime, you could
French kiss this clenched fist
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Diabolic, a one -man brigade,
spreadin' cancer plague
This fuck in a pussy's face,
holdin' a hand grenade
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So if I catch ya bluffin', faggot,
you're less than nothin'
I just had to get that stress off my chest
like breast reduction
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You motherfuckers are nothing,
you cannot harm me
I'll resurrect every aborted baby
and start an army
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Storm the planet, huntin' you down,
cause I'm on a mission
To split your body
into a billion one -celled organisms
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Immortal technique could destroy your religion,
you stupid bitch
You're faker than blue -eyed crackers
nailed to a crucifix
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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 using a chrome piece
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I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home
like Jerome's niece
I'll sever your head diagonally
for thinking of dissing me
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And then use your dead body
to write my name in calligraphy
This puppet democracy
brainwashed your psychology
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So you're nothing like diversity
without equality
And your crew is full of more faggots
than Greek mythology
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Using numerology
to count the people I sent to heaven
Produces more digits than
22 divided by 7
You like Kevin Spacey,
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your style is usually suspect
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You never killed a cop,
you not a motherfucking thug yet
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Your mind is empty and spacious
Like the part of the brain
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that appreciates culture and a racist
Face it, you're too basic,
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you never gonna make it
Like children walking through Antarctica
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butt naked
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You
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