"Dancing with the Devil"

Well it started with me not liking ghetto underground music by rappers like Method Man, Immortal technique, Clipse, The Game, Jay-Z, Ice-cube and other such artists. Because usually all these rappers talk about it sex, drugs, gang fights, alcohol, drugs and sleeping with women, nothing that can really teach you anything. Well they brag about how rich they are and how many women they can get, even if they are ugly and unattractive. But there are some songs by these rappers which I think have a lot of soul, in the sense that they actually teach you something and give you a message. The rappers indirectly tell you, not to make similar mistakes as them. Its interesting how some ghetto underground rap has actually rubbed off on me, only because some of it has some good feel and lots of emotions. Some of the rappers are actually very lyrically inclined, and have the knack for writing good rhymes. It isn't easy to write verses which have a story , beat and a rhyme. While other rappers, are more musically inclined which means they have great beats and rhythm, but their lyrics are very straight to the point but with slang. There is this one song, which I really like and its by Immortal Technique and a song which when i first heard, sent chills down my spine.

The song is about this guy, who since he was young always wanted to be rich, famous and you know have the leisure life that others have. He didn't have a father and his mother used to work really hard to make sure he finishes school and makes it in the world as a good person, with a good job and an income. But sadly, the greed got to him and he went down the wrong path. He started mixing with the wrong crowd, goes into the drug world...trying to get rich fast. As fiddy (50cent) says "Get rich, or die trying"
To be honest I'm a little old fashioned. I want to get a good job, do what i love to do and earn hard earned money. It makes me feel that i deserve it. I can't use money which I got from doing dirty work and use it like its hard earned. But these rappers, well they've had a hard childhood, rough life and they would do anything for power, fame and money. In a certain way I can relate to them. I mean having a rough childhood and a hard life can change people and make people do things which would give them the little happiness they get, yeah i do understand that..but then again I believe every person has a choice and its up to you which path you choose, The good, the bad or the ugly. And at the end of the song, there is a huge climax and when I heard that..it made me so sad. It made me feel that wow, karma is always around. Hence I believe karma always will come back to you, as much as you deny it...it does exist. 
The last 2 lines of the last verse, has a huge meaning for me. It made me realise I am glad to be who I am no matter what people say. Cuz once a person gets into the wrong, it'll haunt them forever. The past, The mistakes is what a person learns from..but always remember whatever a person does can never be forgotten, it'll always be a part of their life, like a shadow. At the end of the day, when judgement day comes, you'll have to face God.

Here are the lyrics of the song, its called:

 DANCING WITH THE DEVIL- Immortal Technique 
(its a little long,but worth reading)


[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million
Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but 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 build 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 niggas like this have never been equal
I don't project my insecurities at 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 breed capitalistic mental
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga 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 that's 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

[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggas, 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 niggas treating him the same
He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
But only a real thug can stab someone till they die
Standing in front of them, starring 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


[Verse 3]
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 shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
This is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
So Billy oaked 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 fuck up and stop moving around
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
So Billy stomped on the bitch, until he had broken 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 made to go first, but each of them took a turn
Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
A broken jaw mumbled for guards but they weren't concerned
When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two
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

[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
Cause he was starring 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 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 to be empty and cold
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
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 with 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 cypher 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 colored is not restricted
You have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
And you'll be one of gods children and 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 the dance with the devil might last you forever