I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern was makin' a million
Bein' the illest hustler that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
by Sanderlei Silveira - 09/04/2023 - Tekst
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern was makin' a million
Bein' 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 13
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder
He started hangin' out, sellin' bags in the projects
Checkin' the young chicks, lookin' 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 niggas like this have never been equal
I don't 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 weed
Dancin' with the Devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of sellin' trees and gave in to his greed
[Hook]
Everyone tryin' to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offenses
Ask a nigga doin' 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 God's angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burnin' in the melting pot
[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbin' niggas, anything he could do
To get his respect back in the eyes of his crew
Startin' fights over little shit up on the block
Stepped up to sellin' mothers and brothers the crack rock
Workin' overtime for makin' money for the crack spot
Hit the jackpot, and wanted to move up to cocaine
Fulfillin' the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas treatin' 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 motherfuckin' 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 the club
But only a real thug can stab someone 'til they die
Standin' in front of them, starin' straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well-guarded
And they wanted to test him before business started
Suggested rapin' a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
So now he had a choice between goin' back to his life
Or makin' money with made men up in the cyph'
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 tryin' to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offenses
Ask a nigga doin' 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 God's angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burnin' in the melting pot
[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was rainin'
Smokin' blunts, drinkin' and jokin' for entertainment
Until they saw a woman on the street, walkin' alone
Three in the mornin', comin' back from work, on her way home
And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
Walkin' 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 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
Screamin', "Shut the fuck up, and stop movin' around!"
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
So Billy stomped on the bitch until he'd broken her jaw
The dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doin'
They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped movin'
Blood leakin' 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
Rippin' her up and chokin' her until her throat burned
Her broken jaw mumbled for God, but they weren't concerned
When they were done and she was lyin'
Bloody, broken and bruised
One of them niggas 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
[Sample]
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back
I'm fallin' 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 standin' 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 starin' 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 rapin' 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
Workin' hard for nothin', because now what was he worth?
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And cryin' 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 tellin' 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 standin' among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher, listenin' to little thugs flow
He could be standin' 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 burnin' 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
[Part II: "I"]
[Intro: Immortal Technique]
Oh, y'all motherfuckers thought it was over, huh?
Well, it’s not, you didn’t count on a fallen angel gettin' back
Into the grace of God and comin' after you
Y’all niggas ain’t shit, your producers ain’t shit
Your fuckin' A & R ain’t shit
I’ll fuckin' wipe my ass with your demo deal
Yo, Diabolic, take this motherfucker’s head off!
[Verse 1: Diabolic]
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 unleashin' deeper verses than priests speak in churches
What you preach is worthless
Your worship 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-10 bitch suck my friend’s dick
In the meantime, you can french kiss this clenched fist
Diabolic: a one-man brigade spreadin' cancer plague
Fist-fuckin’ a pussy’s face, holdin' a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin', faggot, you’re less than nothin'
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction
[Verse 2: Immortal Technique]
You motherfuckers are nothin', 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 bitch
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, fuck 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 nothin', like diversity without equality
And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology
Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
Produces more digits than 22 divided by seven
You’re like Kevin Spacey: your style is usually suspect
You never killed a cop, you, not a motherfuckin' thug yet
Your mind is empty and spacious
Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist
Face it, you’re too basic, you’re never gonna make it
Like children walkin' through Antarctica, butt-naked
Nekoč sem poznal črnuh, katerega pravo ime je bilo William
Njegova glavna skrb je bila milijon
Biti najleten hust, ki ga je svet kdaj videl
V sanjah je zajebal filmske zvezde in smrkljal koks
Pokvarjen mladi um pri 13 letih
Nigga nikoli ni imel očeta in njegova mama je bila ljubiteljica
Odložila je cev, a za vsako leto je bila trezna
Srce njenega sina je hkrati postajalo hladneje
Začel se je obesiti, v projektih se je prodajal
Preverite 'mlade piščance, iščejo perspektive, ki jih vodijo
Fascinirali so ga materialni predmeti
Toda razumel je, da denar ni nikoli kupil spoštovanja
Zgradil je sloves, ker je lahko vrgel in ukradel
Vendar se enkrat zaklene in se ni obotavljal, da bi cvilil
Torej kriminalci, s katerimi se je ohladil, niso mislili, da je resničen
Vidiš, jaz in take črnci še nikoli niso bili enaki
Ne projiciram svoje negotovosti na druge ljudi
Naredil se je za rekvizite, kot so odvisniki s cevmi in iglami
Torej je čutil, da mora vsem dokazati, da je hudoben
Slaboten mladenič z neskončnim potencialom
Produkt geto-vzrejenih kapitalističnih miselnih
Naključno opustil šolo, da bi prodal plevel
Dancin 's hudičem, kadim, dokler mu oči ne bodo krvavele
Vendar mu je bilo boleče prodati dreves in se popustil svojemu pohlepu
[Kavelj]
Vsi se trudijo, da bi bili trife, se nikoli ne soočijo s posledicami
Verjetno ste naredili le mesec dni za manjša kazniva dejanja
Vprašajte črnuh, če ima še eno priložnost
Toda spet, vedno so hudobni, ki so vedeli vnaprej
Za vedno pleši s hudičem na bloku hladnih celic
Ampak to se zgodi, ko posili, umorite in prodajate rock
Hudiči so bili nekoč božji angeli, ki so padli z vrha
Ni raznolikosti, ker v talilnem loncu goremo
[Verz 2]
Tako je Billy začel Robbin 'Niggas, vse, kar je lahko storil
Da bi se vrnil v očeh svoje posadke
Začnite se boriti nad malo sranje na bloku
Stopil na prodajo mater in bratov The Crack Rock
Delajte nadure za maken 'Money for the Crack Spot
Udariti v jackpot in se želel premakniti do kokaina
Izpolniti 'Scarface fantazija se mu je zataknila v možganih
Utrujen od bloka niggas, ki ga zdravi isto
Želel je biti pomemben kot rezani grli in razbojniki
Ko pa jih je poskušal stopiti nanje, mu niggas ni pokazal ljubezni
Povedali so mu, da lahko kateri koli strahopetec Motherfuckin prodaja droge
Vsak prasica s pištolo lahko razbije polže
Vsak črnuh z rdečo majico lahko spredaj kot kri
Celo Puffy je v klubu kadil maternico
Toda le pravi razbojnik lahko nekoga zabije, dokler ne umre
Stojijo pred njimi, strmijo naravnost v oči
Billy je spoznal, da so ti moški dobro varovani
In so ga želeli preizkusiti, preden se je začelo posel
Je predlagal, da bi dokazal, da je hladnosrčen
Torej je imel izbiro med vrnitvijo v svoje življenje
Ali zasluži z zasluženimi moškimi v cyph '
Njegove sanje o avtomobilih in ledu so se strinjale
Hardcore nigga je vse, kar si je kdaj želel biti
In tako jih je srečal v petek zvečer ob četrtini do tri
[Kavelj]
Vsi se trudijo, da bi bili trife, se nikoli ne soočijo s posledicami
Verjetno ste naredili le mesec dni za manjša kazniva dejanja
Vprašajte črnuh, če ima še eno priložnost
Toda spet, vedno so hudobni, ki so vedeli vnaprej
Za vedno pleši s hudičem na bloku hladnih celic
Ampak to se zgodi, ko posili, umorite in prodajate rock
Hudiči so bili nekoč božji angeli, ki so padli z vrha
Ni raznolikosti, ker v talilnem loncu goremo
[Verz 3]
Vozili so se okoli projektov počasi, medtem ko je deževalo '
Smokin 'Blunts, Drink' in Jokin 'za zabavo
Dokler niso videli ženske na ulici, hodi sami
Trije zjutraj, na poti domov se vrnejo iz službe
In tako so tiho izstopili iz avtomobila in ji sledili
Sprehodi se skozi projekte, tema jo je pogoltnila
Srajco so zavili okoli glave
In jo potrkal na tla
To je to, otrok, zdaj imaš svojo priložnost, da postaneš surova
Tako jo je Billy zajokal in zagrabil piščanca za lase
In jo povlekel v preddverje, ki tam ni imel nikogar
Močno se je borila, a so jo prisilili, da gre po stopnicah
Prišli so do strehe in jo nato držali na tleh
Screakin ', "Utihni jebemti in nehaj se premikati naokoli!"
Srajca ji je pokrila obraz, a je kričala in kregala
Torej je Billy stopil na psico, dokler ji ni zlomil čeljusti
Umazani gadi so točno vedeli, kaj počnejo
Brcali so jo, dokler ji niso zlomili reber in ona je nehala premikati '
Kri uhaja skozi krpo, je tiho zavpila
In potem so jo vsi nasilno posilili
Billy je bil narejen prvi, vendar se je vsak od njih spremenil
Rippin jo je vzgojil in jo zažgal, dokler ji ni gorelo grlo
Njena zlomljena čeljust je mrmrala za Boga, vendar jih ni bilo zaskrbljeno
Ko so končali in je bila lina
Krvavo, zlomljeno in podplut
Eden od njih je črnuh izvlekel povsem nov .22
Rekli so mu, da je priča, kaj je šla skozi
In če jo je ubil, je bil zagotovljen mesto v posadki
Na to je razmišljal za minuto, bila je praktično mrtva
In tako se je naslonil in ji dal pištolo desno na glavo
[Vzorec]
Padam in se ne morem obrniti nazaj
Padam in se ne morem obrniti nazaj
[Verz 4]
Tik preden je potegnil sprožilec in ji končal življenje
O kokainu je razmišljal s platino in ledom
In se je počutil močno, da stoji skupaj z novimi brati
Zamahnil gat do glave in potegnil nazaj pokrov srajce
Toda zaradi česar je videl
Ker je bil v očeh lastne matere
Ozrla ga je nazaj in jokala, ker jo je zapustil
Je jokala bolj boleče kot takrat, ko so jo posilili
Ves njegov svet se je ustavil, sploh ni mogel razmišljati
Njegova korupcija je uspešno spremenila njegovo usodo
In spomnil se je, kako se je mama pozno vračala domov
Delo "težko za nič", ker zdaj, kaj je bil vreden?
Odvrnil se je od ženske, ki mu je nekoč rodila
In jokal v nebo, ker je bil osamljen in prestrašen
Toda samo hudič se je odzval, ker Boga ni bilo
In prav takrat je vedel, kaj je biti prazen in hladen
In tako je skočil s strehe in umrl brez duše
Pravijo, da vas smrt popelje na boljše mesto, vendar dvomim
Po tem so ubili njegovo mamo in nikoli niso spregovorili o tem
In poslušajte, ker je zgodba, ki jo pripovedujem, resnična
Ker sem bil tam z Billyjem Jacobsom, in tudi jaz sem posilil njegovo mamo
In zdaj me hudič sledi povsod, da grem
Pravzaprav sem prepričan, da stoji med enim od vas na mojih razstavah
In vsak ulični cifer, poslušajte majhne razbojnike
Lahko bi stojil tik ob tebi in ne bi vedel
Hudič raste v srcih sebičnih in hudobnih
Bela, rjava, rumena in črna - barva ni omejena
Imate samouničevalno usodo, ko ste naneseni
In boš eden izmed božjih otrok, ki je padel z vrha
Ni raznolikosti, ker v talilnem loncu goremo
Torej, ko hudič želi plesati s tabo, raje rečeš nikoli
Ker ples s hudičem lahko traja za vedno
[II. Del: "i"]
[Uvod: nesmrtna tehnika]
Oh, vsi ste mislili, da je konec, kaj?
No, ni, niste računali, da bo padli angel vrnil
V božjo milost in prihaja po tebi
Vsi črnci niso sranje, vaši proizvajalci niso sranje
Tvoj prekleti a & r aint sranje
Prekleto bom obrisal rit s tvojo demo ponudbo
Joj, diabolic, spustite glavo mater!
[Verz 1: Diabolic]
Pojdi na glavo in oprijem Glocks
Naredil bom vaš sprožilni prst na šestih mestih
Za lizanje posnetkov boste morali zakleniti zaklepanje s hipodermičnimi iglami
Opazoval vas bom, da se zruši
Odložite prstane in holla nazaj
Ne morem freestyle; Zajebani ste z vrha, kot so pokrovčke za steklenice
Pod površino
Pregreval sem vaše sprejemanje
Z sproščanjem globlje verzov kot duhovniki govorijo v cerkvah
Kar pridigate, je brez vrednosti
Vaše čaščenje premagate namen
Kot predsednik Bush Tackin 'Bullets za tajno službo
Poleg tega, kar ste vsi, sranje na mačkah in čeljusti jih
Ne kažejo sočutja, kot je orgazem naravnost.
Tour Jack ', naj bo njegova pol-10 psica zanič kurca mojega prijatelja
Medtem lahko francosko poljubiš to stisnjeno pest
Diabolic: En-človeka brigada širi raka
Fist-Fuckin 'muca, ki se drži ročno granato
Torej, če te ujamem bleffin, peder, manj si kot nič
Moral sem samo spraviti ta stres s prsi, kot je zmanjšanje dojk
[Verz 2: nesmrtna tehnika]
Ti maternici niso nič, ne morete mi škodovati
Vstala bom vsakega prekinjenega otroka in začela vojsko
Neuring the Planet, lovi te navzdol, ker sem na misiji
Razdeliti svoje telo na milijardo enoceličnih organizmov
Nesmrtna tehnika bo uničila vašo vero, neumna psica
Ste ponarejeni kot modrooki krekerji, prikovani v razpelo
Ona sem razstrelil, kot Nasa Challenger Computer Chips
Arzen jezik se je revolucionalno prenašal
Jaz sem sam čas: neizogibno te bom ubil
Kemično te bombardirate, jebi se usin 'kromiran kos
Jaz sem ILMmatic, ne boš prišel domov, kot je Jeromejeva nečakinja
Diagonalno si bom zatrl glavo, ker me bo razmišljal
In nato uporabite svoje mrtvo telo, da napišete svoje ime v kaligrafiji
Ta lutkovna demokracija je možgana oprala vašo psihologijo
Torej niste nič, kot raznolikost brez enakosti
In vaša posadka je polna več pedenov kot grška mitologija
Uporabljajo numerologijo, da štejejo ljudi, ki sem jih poslal v nebesa
Proizvaja več števk kot 22, deljeno s sedmimi
Nikoli nisi ubil policaja, ti, še ne maternic
Vaš um je prazen in prostoren
Kot del možganov, ki ceni kulturo v rasisti
Soči se, preveč si osnovna, nikoli ne boš
Kot otroci, ki se sprehajajo skozi Antarktiko, z golo