[00:00.00] 作词 : Felipe Coronel
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Felipe Coronel
[00:00.00]"Dance With The Devil"
[00:21.42]I once knew a mother****er whose real name was William
[00:24.28]his primary concern, was making a million
[00:26.69]being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
[00:29.26]he used to **** movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
[00:31.98]a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
[00:34.68]Mother****er never had a father and his mom was a fiend
[00:37.39]she put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
[00:40.10]her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
[00:42.71]he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
[00:45.47]checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
[00:47.88]he was fascinated by material objects
[00:50.70]but he understood money never bought respect
[00:53.71]he built a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
[00:56.12]but got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal
[00:58.79]so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
[01:01.29]you see me and mother****ers like this have never been equal
[01:04.36]I dont project my insecurities on other people
[01:06.71]he fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
[01:09.42]so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
[01:12.09]a feeble minded young man with infinite potential
[01:14.89]the product of a ghetto bred capitalistic mental
[01:17.71]coincidentally dropped out of school to sell *******
[01:20.32]dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
[01:22.89]but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed
[01:31.00]Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
[01:34.02]you propably only did a month for minor offences
[01:36.79]ask a mother****er doing life if he had another chance
[01:39.20]but then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
[01:42.00]dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
[01:44.62]but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
[01:47.29]devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
[01:50.00]there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
[01:57.62]So Billy started robbing mother****ers, anything he could do
[02:00.93]to get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
[02:03.60]starting fights over little shit, up on the block
[02:06.12]stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
[02:09.02]working overtime for making money for the crack spot
[02:11.48]hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
[02:14.11]fulfilling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
[02:16.82]tired of the block mother****ers treating him the same
[02:19.38]he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
[02:22.30]but when he tried to step to 'em, mother****ers showed him no love
[02:24.96]they told him any mother****ing coward can sell drugs
[02:27.41]any bitch ass nigga with a gun can bust slugs
[02:30.42]any bitch ass nigga with a red bandana can front like a blood
[02:32.93]even Puffy smoked a mother****er up in the club
[02:35.55]but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
[02:38.21]standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes
[02:41.17]Billy realized that these men were well guarded
[02:43.74]and they wanted to test him, before business started
[02:46.34]suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
[02:49.30]so now he had a choice between going back to his life
[02:51.76]or making money with made men, up in the cife
[02:54.63]his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
[02:57.05]a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
[02:59.60]and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
[03:07.70]Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
[03:10.85]you propably only did a month for minor offences
[03:13.41]ask a mother****er doing life if he had another chance
[03:15.67]but then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
[03:18.54]dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
[03:21.24]but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
[03:23.81]devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
[03:26.57]there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
[03:32.80]They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
[03:37.22]smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
[03:39.92]until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
[03:42.43]three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
[03:45.25]and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
[03:48.01]walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
[03:50.67]They wrapped her ****ing shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
[03:53.28]"this is it kid, now you got your chance to be raw..."
[03:55.99]so Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
[03:58.66]and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
[04:01.27]she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
[04:03.82]they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
[04:06.54]screaming shut the **** up and stop moving around
[04:09.31]The ****ing shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
[04:11.97]so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broke her jaw
[04:14.57]the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
[04:17.24]they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
[04:20.21]blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
[04:22.76]and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
[04:25.57]Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
[04:28.04]ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
[04:30.71]her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned
[04:33.51]when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
[04:36.06]one of them mother****ers pulled out a brand new .22
[04:38.68]they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
[04:41.53]and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
[04:44.29]he thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
[04:46.75]and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
[04:52.99]I'm falling and I can't turn back
[04:58.36]I'm falling and I can't turn back
[05:01.51]Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
[05:03.62]he thought about the nigga with the platinum and ice
[05:06.38]and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
[05:09.05]*************ed the gat to her head, and pulled back the *************rt cover
[05:11.97]but what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
[05:14.48]'cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
[05:17.23]she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
[05:20.00]she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
[05:22.41]his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
[05:25.17]his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
[05:27.62]and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
[05:30.44]working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
[05:33.26]he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
[05:36.02]and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
[05:38.57]but only the devil responded, cause God wasn't there
[05:41.23]and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
[05:44.11]and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
[05:46.51]they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
[05:49.18]after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
[05:52.09]and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
[05:54.56]'cause I was there when Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
[05:57.47]and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
[06:00.19]in fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
[06:02.49]and every street cipher listening to little thugs flow
[06:05.46]he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
[06:07.97]the devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
[06:10.83]white, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted
[06:13.14]you have a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted
[06:15.90]and you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top
[06:18.66]there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
[06:21.48]so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
[06:24.18]because a dance with the devil might last you forever
[07:02.97]Oh y'all mother****ers thought it was over, huh? Well it’s not
[07:06.88]You didn’t count on a fallen angel getting back
[07:09.09]into the grace of god and coming after you
[07:10.95]Ya’ll bitches ain’t shit
[07:11.95]Your producers ain’t shit. Your ****ing A & R ain’t shit
[07:14.82]I’ll ****ing wipe my ass with your demo deal
[07:17.42]Yo, Diabolic, take this mother****er’s head off!
[07:20.39]Go ‘head and grip Glocks
[07:22.40]I’ll snap your trigger finger in six spots
[07:24.46]You’ll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
[07:27.38]I’ll watch you topple flat
[07:28.78]Put away your rings and holla back
[07:30.53]Can’t freestyle, you’re screwed off the top like bottle caps
[07:33.59]Beneath the surface
[07:34.90]I’m overheatin’ your receiving circuits by unlea*************n' deeper verses
[07:38.38]than priests speak in churches
[07:39.98]What you preach is worthless
[07:41.28]Your wor*************p defeat the purpose
[07:42.78]Like President Bush takin' bullets for the secret service
[07:46.15]Beyond what y'all fathom
[07:47.65]I shit on cats and jaw tap ‘em
[07:49.07]Show no compassion like havin’ a straight-faced orgasm
[07:52.13]Tour jack ‘em
[07:53.29]Have his half-a-tenacious bastards suck my friend’s horrendous penis
[07:55.58]In the mean time, you can french kiss this clenched fist
[07:58.35]Diabolic
[07:58.95]A one-man brigade spreading cancer plague
[08:01.46]This ****in’ a man's face
[08:02.97]Holdin' a hand grenade
[08:04.57]So if I catch you bluffin'
[08:06.14]Bitch, you’re less than nothing
[08:07.85]I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction
[08:10.97]You mother****ers are nothing, you cannot harm me
[08:13.87]I’ll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
[08:17.23]Storm the planet huntin' you down, ‘cause I’m on a mission
[08:19.84]To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
[08:23.40]Immortal Technique’ll destroy your religion, you stupid mother****er
[08:26.31]You’re faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
[08:29.33]I’m 'bout to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips
[08:32.39]Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily
[08:35.00]I’m like time itself, I’m gonna kill you inevitably
[08:38.82]Chemically bomb you, ****ers usin’ a chrome piece
[08:41.74]I’m illmatic, you won’t make it home like Jerome’s niece
[08:44.99]I’ll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me
[08:47.71]And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
[08:50.83]This puppet democracy brain-washed your psychology
[08:54.18]So you’re nothing, like diversity without equality
[08:57.16]And your crew is full of more ****ers than Greek mythology
[09:00.16]Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
[09:03.54]Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7
[09:06.24]You’re like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect
[09:09.46]You never killed a cop, you not a mother****ing thug yet
[09:12.53]Your mind is empty and spacious
[09:14.36]Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture and erases
[09:17.32]Face it, you’re too basic
[09:18.93]You’re never gonna make it
[09:20.33]Like children walking through Antarctica, butt naked
[09:25.40]by og

作词 : Felipe Coronel
作曲 : Felipe Coronel
"Dance With The Devil"
I once knew a mother****er whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to **** movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
Mother****er never had a father and his mom was a fiend
she put the pipe down, but for 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 built 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 mother****ers like this have never been equal
I dont project my insecurities on 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 bred capitalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell *******
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 propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a mother****er 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 thats 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 mother****ers, 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 mother****ers treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, mother****ers showed him no love
they told him any mother****ing coward can sell drugs
any bitch ass nigga with a gun can bust slugs
any bitch ass nigga with a red bandana can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked a mother****er up in the club
but only a real thug can 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 the cife
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 propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a mother****er 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 thats 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 ****ing 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 **** up and stop moving around
The ****ing shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broke 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 meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
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 and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
one of them mother****ers pulled out a brand new .22
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 nigga with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
*************ed the gat to her head, and pulled back the *************rt cover
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, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
his corruption had succesfully 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 take 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 when 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 cipher 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 color is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted
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 dance with you, you better say never
because a dance with the devil might last you forever
Oh y'all mother****ers thought it was over, huh? Well it’s not
You didn’t count on a fallen angel getting back
into the grace of god and coming after you
Ya’ll bitches ain’t shit
Your producers ain’t shit. Your ****ing A & R ain’t shit
I’ll ****ing wipe my ass with your demo deal
Yo, Diabolic, take this mother****er’s head off!
Go ‘head and grip Glocks
I’ll snap your trigger finger in six spots
You’ll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
I’ll watch you topple flat
Put away your rings and holla back
Can’t freestyle, you’re screwed off the top like bottle caps
Beneath the surface
I’m overheatin’ your receiving circuits by unlea*************n' deeper verses
than priests speak in churches
What you preach is worthless
Your wor*************p defeat the purpose
Like President Bush takin' bullets for the secret service
Beyond what y'all fathom
I shit on cats and jaw tap ‘em
Show no compassion like havin’ a straight-faced orgasm
Tour jack ‘em
Have his half-a-tenacious bastards suck my friend’s horrendous penis
In the mean time, you can french kiss this clenched fist
Diabolic
A one-man brigade spreading cancer plague
This ****in’ a man's face
Holdin' a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin'
Bitch, you’re less than nothing
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction
You mother****ers are nothing, you cannot harm me
I’ll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet huntin' you down, ‘cause I’m on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
Immortal Technique’ll destroy your religion, you stupid mother****er
You’re faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
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, ****ers usin’ a chrome piece
I’m illmatic, you won’t make it home like Jerome’s niece
I’ll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me
And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
This puppet democracy brain-washed your psychology
So you’re nothing, like diversity without equality
And your crew is full of more ****ers than Greek mythology
Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7
You’re like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect
You never killed a cop, you not a mother****ing thug yet
Your mind is empty and spacious
Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture and erases
Face it, you’re too basic
You’re never gonna make it
Like children walking through Antarctica, butt naked
by og