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 moviestars 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 forever, yeah, she was sober
Her son's 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 dont project my insecurities at other people
He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
So he felt he had to proof 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 weed
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 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

So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
He'd 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
Fulfiling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
He wanted to be major like the cutthroats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to them, 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 'til 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 proof 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 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

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 yoked her up and grapped 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 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 God 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

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 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 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, 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 the dance with the devil might last you forever


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  • +2
    General Commentthis song puts goosebumps down my spine, another song by tech that i like alot is "you never know" its a really sad story about his love life
    marky_markon December 27, 2004   Link
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    General CommentThe 4th verse just gave me a chill up my spine.
    Terabyteron March 19, 2005   Link
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    General Commentthis song is truly life-changing

    one time i was at this girl's house with about 6 or 7 people sitting in a room which happened to have a computer available...i asked them if they wanted to hear something fucked up and showed them this song. we all listened thoroughly and i actually heard a few people gasp throughout the song. some of them even told me to turn it off. when it was over everyone just kinda had their jaws halfway dropped and murmured "oh my goddd" in terror to themselves. no one really said much for like a half hour and we all just sat there depressed and down on life. it's crazy how big of an impact this song has on the listener.

    i think one of the coolest effects of the song is that the really allows you to envision the environment on the night of the incident. with the beat alone i could think of a dark, gloomy, cold, and rainy night. but when these terrible, descriptive lyrics are added, the impact of the song is phenomenal.
    mistercrowtheron January 21, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI really, really don't want to but I can't help but believe this is really a true story
    deathtotheweirdon October 29, 2011   Link
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    General Commentthis song honestly left me completely speachless and stunned... this is what rap should be about...this is what the scene should be about... this is amazing.
    juanette.on January 24, 2007   Link
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    General Commenti, like most ppl, had heard "stan" by eminem and thought there were no other rap songs that had that much emotion and intensity in it. i was wrong!

    this song literally left me speechless. i heard it in a friends car and when it was over i just sat there for 5 or so minutes. it has that much of an affect on u. ive easily listened to this song over a hundred times, and it still makes me sit back and think everytime i hear it.

    whenever i tell my friends i have an intense song for them they all have the same response: "u mean like stan"

    after they're done listening, they just kinda sit there in silence. yeah, it'll do that to ya
    coltsrockmysockson October 09, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI don't believe you're supposed to think that it was literally his mom who they raped. After all, it says "he remembers how she USED to come home late." It's psychological, he realized that it wasn't just a nameless victim, it was someone exactly like his mom back when he was younger. It happens all the time in movies, somebody's face will show up on a different body as a metaphor. When Tech says things like "I raped his mom too" he doesn't mean that person was literally his mom, he's including himself in Billy's personal downfall and acknowledging the rape victim as not being faceless. Maybe I'm wrong but I think it makes more sense that way.

    One of the best songs ever.
    WeedBelieveron July 24, 2008   Link
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    My OpinionWoW.
    Sammyss8on July 21, 2009   Link
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    General Commentsuch an intense story....
    nirvana4everon November 13, 2004   Link
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    General Commentyea this song rules
    dxscunaoon November 22, 2004   Link

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