Luyện nghe bài hát Dancing With The Devil (2008)

[2Pac/Makaveli

Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get up for this one?

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

[Verse 1 - Immortal

I once knew a nigga whose real name was
his primary concern, was a million
the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever she was sober
her sons simultaneously grew colder
he hanging out selling bags in the projects
the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was by material objects
but he understood money never respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and
but got locked it didn't hesitate to squeal
so he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like have never been equal
I dont project my at other people
he feeded for props like with pipes and needles
so he he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto capatalistic mental
coincidentally out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes bleed
but he was sick of selling and gave in to his greed

[Chorus -

niggaz in the wild life
Criminal of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz slow down
Cause you can be

[Verse 2 - Technique]

So Billy started robbing niggaz, he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his
starting fights little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack
working for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his
tired of the niggaz treating him the same
he to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front a blood
even smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into eyes
realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, business started
suggested raping a to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going to his life
or making with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him
a nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to

- 2Pac/Makaveli]

Young niggaz in the life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a life
he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better slow
Cause you can be

[Verse 3 - Technique]

They drove around the slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the walking alone
three in the morning, back 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 knocked her the floor
this is it kid now you got your to be raw
so Billy her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and held her down on the ground
shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt her face, but she screamed the clouts
so stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards exactly what they were doing
they her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried
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 burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't
when they were done and she was bloody, broken and broos
one of niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a of what she'd gone through
and if he her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned and put the gun right to her head

[Chorus -

Young in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still a child life
he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better slow
Cause you can be

[Verse 4 - Technique]

Right he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new
cocked the gat to her head, and back the shirt cover
but what he saw him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were her
his world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his
and he remembered how his mom used to come home
working for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the that had once given him birth
and out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died no soul
they say death take you to a place but I doubt it
after they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is
cuz I was there with Billy and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere I go
I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs
he could be standing right to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and
white, brown, and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to with you, you better say never
because the with the devil might last you forever

[Chorus -

Young in the wild life
mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can his pay
Too in a rush, better slow down
Cause you can be

Young in the wild life
Criminal of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better down
You can be

(Sample "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
[Plays song fades out]

I'm falling and I can't turn