Dance with the Devil: A Lyrical Analysis on the Epitome of Fake Thugs  

2/21/2009 12:52 pm	"The devil, who's business is to pervert truth, mimics the exact circumstances of the Divine Sacraments. He baptizes his believers and promises forgiveness of sins.. he celebrates the oblation of bread, and brings in, a symbol of resurrection. Let us therefore acknowledge the craftiness of the devil, who copied certain things of those that be divine". --Tertullian Checking out MySpace, and after having listened to this song, I was at first appaulded...then...IMPRESSED! Talented Rap, that Immortal Technique. He needs to drop some love here in Los Angeles Ssssoooonnnn! Word. ***************************************************************** Lyrics: Dance with the Devil Immortal Technique Revolutionary Vol. I Hip Hop / Rap (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 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 build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I don't project my insecurities at other people he feeded 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 offenses ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced 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 niggaz, anything he could do he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little sh*t, 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 for filling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain tired of the block niggaz treating him the same he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz 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 the motherf*cker 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 b*tch 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 (Hook) Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences you probably only did a month for minor offenses ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced 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 "Only a few things are really important." -- Marie Dressler
Number5Lock 160 posts  2/22/2009 4:57 pm	Watched the video on YouTube and it's good. I liked the very last line, "A dance with the devil might last forever," very nice. It just proves what Paul Mooney said on the Chapelle Show, "Everybody wants to act like a nigger but no one wants to be a nigger." Lance
NoniJuice4 2/22/2009 7:25 pm	Oops! There it is! Thanks Lance. BTW Lance, YOU AIN'T NEVA LIED! loll "Only a few things are really important." -- Marie Dressler
Number5Lock 160 posts  2/27/2009 11:25 am	Juice, ty, I keeps it real (lol)!
YouthfulGlow 97 posts  7/19/2009 9:36 pm	Wasn't acting like a nigger, hmm? (wink)