Текст песни [Verse 1], слова песни (2024)

[Verse 1]I once knew a [bad word] whose real name was Williamhis primary concern, was making a millionbeing the illest hustler, that the world ever seenhe used to [bad word] movie stars and sniff co*ke in his dreamsa corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen [bad word] never had a father and his mom was a fiendshe put the pipe down, but for every year she was soberher sons heart simultaneously grew colderhe started hanging out selling bags in the projectschecking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospectshe was fascinated by material objectsbut he understood money never bought respecthe built a reputation cause he could hustle and stealbut got locked once and didn't hesitate to squealso criminals he chilled with didn't think he was realyou see me and nigg*s like this have never been equalI dont project my insecurities on other peoplehe fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needlesso he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evila feeble minded young man with infinite potentialthe product of a ghetto bred capitalistic mentalcoincidentally dropped out of school to sell weeddancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleedbut he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed[Hook]Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequencesyou propably only did a month for minor offencesask a [bad word] doing life if he had another chancebut then again there's always the wicked that knew in advancedance forever with the devil on a cold cell blockbut thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rockdevils used to be gods, angels that fell from the topthere's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot [Verse 2]So Billy started robbing nigg*z, anything he could doto get his respect back, in the eyes of his crewstarting fights over little [bad word] up on the blockstepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rockworking overtime for making money for the crack spothit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocainefulfilling the scarface fantasy stuck in his braintired of the block nigg*z treating him the samehe wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugsbut when he tried to step to 'em, nigg*z showed him no lovethey told him any [bad word] coward can sell drugsany [bad word] [bad word] with a gun can bust slugsany [bad word] with a red shirt can front like a bloodeven Puffy smoked a [bad word] up in the clubbut only a real thug can stab someone till they diestanding in front of them, staring straight into their eyesBilly realized that these men were well guardedand they wanted to test him, before business startedsuggested raping a [bad word] to prove he was cold heartedso now he had a choice between going back to his lifeor making money with made men, up in the cifehis dreams about cars and ice, made him agreea hardcore [bad word] is all he ever wanted to beand so he met them friday night at a quarter to three[Hook][Verse 3]They drove around the projects slow while it was rainingsmoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainmentuntil they saw a woman on the street walking alonethree in the morning, coming back from work, on her way homeand so they quietly got out the car and followed herwalking through the projects, the darkness swallowed herthey 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 hairand dragged her into a lobby that had nobody thereshe struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairsthey got to the roof and then held her down on the groundscreaming shut the [bad word] up and stop moving aroundthe shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawedso Billy stomped on the [bad word] until he broken her jawthe dirty [bad word] knew exactly what they were doingthey kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped movingblood leaking through the cloth, she cried silentlyand then they all proceeded to rape her violentlyBilly was meant to go first, but each of them took a turnripping her up, and choking her until her throat burnedher broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concernedwhen they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruisedone of them nigg*z pulled out a brand new .22they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone throughand if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crewhe thought about it for a minute, she was practically deadand so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head(Sample from "Survival of the [bad word] quot; by Mobb Deep)I'm falling and I can't turn backI'm falling and I can't turn back[Verse 4]Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her lifehe thought about the cocaine with the platinum and iceand he felt strong standing along with his new brothers [bad word] the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt coverbut what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter'cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mothershe looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken hershe cried more painfully, than when they were raping herhis whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplatehis corruption had succesfully changed his fateand he remembered how his mom used to come home lateworking hard for nothing, cause now what was he worthhe turned away from the woman that had once given him birthand crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scaredbut only the devil responded, cause God wasn't thereand right then he knew what it was to be empty and coldand so he jumped off the roof and died with no soulthey say death take you to a better place but I doubt itafter that they killed his mother, and never spoke about itand listen cause the story that I'm telling is true'cause I was there when Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom tooand now the devil follows me everywhere that I goin fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my showsand every street cipher listening to little thugs flowhe could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't knowthe devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wickedwhite, brown, yellow and black color is not restrictedyou have a self destructive destiny when you're inflictedand you'll be one of God's children that fell from the topthere's no diversity because we're burning in the melting potso when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say neverbecause a dance with the devil might last you forever