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Immortal Technique (Hip-Hop)

Immortal Technique is a hip-hop artist that raps about things that have happened in his own life.

this is the video of dance with the devil. Watch it from beginning to end, and listen to the lyrics closely, especially at the very end. This is by far the most fucked up shit I have ever heard, and it is a true story. First time I heard this thing, and I got to the very end, I had the wtf look of shock on my face.

things in his own life…like government conspiracies and secret societies?

Dance with the devil is a SICK song.

For all the old foggies like me that cannot be arsed listened to rap music, but are still interested in the lyrics…

Hope you don’t mind JD :slight_smile:

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 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 feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah 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 dont project my insurecurity’s 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 fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic 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 propably 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 at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code 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

[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 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
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 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

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill 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 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 the clouts
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 meant 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 broos
one of them niggaz 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 practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

[Sample from “Survival of the Fittest” by Mobb Deep]
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 cold pain 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 the cringine studder
cuz 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 contiplate
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
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I’m sure he’s standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn’t know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish 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

[quote]LiveFromThe781 wrote:
things in his own life…like government conspiracies and secret societies?[/quote]

LOL Beat me to it.

I like Immortal Technique, but some of his lyrics are out there. Way out there.

Yeah, he’s real tight. Dance With the Devil is NOT based on a true story involving directly him. I’ll try to find the source of this content but I can’t promise anything. I’d say one of his other great songs is The Cause of Death.

[quote]SSC wrote:
Yeah, he’s real tight. Dance With the Devil is NOT based on a true story involving directly him. I’ll try to find the source of this content but I can’t promise anything. I’d say one of his other great songs is The Cause of Death.[/quote]

I’m pretty sure it is, everything I read online about it said that Billy Jacobs was a real person

this shit is badass as fuck too

“cuz if you can take a fucking dick, you can take a joke.”

hahaha

[quote]Electric_E wrote:
For all the old foggies like me that cannot be arsed listened to rap music, but are still interested in the lyrics…

Hope you don’t mind JD :slight_smile:

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 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 feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah 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 dont project my insurecurity’s 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 fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic 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 propably 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 at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code 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

[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 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
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 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

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill 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 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 the clouts
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 meant 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 broos
one of them niggaz 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 practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

[Sample from “Survival of the Fittest” by Mobb Deep]
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 cold pain 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 the cringine studder
cuz 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 contiplate
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
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I’m sure he’s standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn’t know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish 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
[/quote]

haha, thanks man, but this song is set up more like a bedtime story then any type of the shitty rap songs out there now.

i wouldnt recommend reading this to your kids as a bedtime story though, unless thats the shit youre into or whatever

[quote]Jacked Diesel wrote:
haha, thanks man, but this song is set up more like a bedtime story then any type of the shitty rap songs out there now.

i wouldnt recommend reading this to your kids as a bedtime story though, unless thats the shit youre into or whatever [/quote]

Hey, it does have a tough-earned lesson at the end like a lot of bed-time fairy tales.

The sad part is, though, is that there probably are young kids downloading this shit and absorbing all of it.

the shit is just a story

and

immortal technique is awesome but he needs to get to releasing the middle passage which is way overdue obviously he’s run out of ‘real’ stories in his life

however my favourite tech song is you’ll never know, i’m gunna put it out there as one of the most depressing songs i’ve heard

hhaha jtg it most definitely is. However his album kicks ass. And I’m sure his next one will too. After hearing Obnoxious for the first time I couldn’t stop listening to his material. He’s great, seriously. Dance with the devil is pretty messed up too.

That’s some awesome shit. It reminds me of all those classic Greek dramas with a very up to date spin to it!

I like his music however I found this song to be really depressing… point of no return and obnoxious are amazing to workout to

a lot of his lyrics are clever and funny

For example:
“I jerk off into books and give life to words.”

[quote]bmitch wrote:
I like his music however I found this song to be really depressing… point of no return and obnoxious are amazing to workout to[/quote]

ya point of no return is great. Dance with the devil is my favorite song of his, it’s really deep.

EDIT: shoulda read more the lyrics were posted.

I just heard about Immortal Technique today. Dude is sick! Topping this thread for those who missed it the first time.

[quote]Jacked Diesel wrote:

this shit is badass as fuck too

“cuz if you can take a fucking dick, you can take a joke.”

hahaha[/quote]

I didn’t even need to click the link to know what song that was.

Viva Fidel!

[quote]CaliforniaLaw wrote:
I just heard about Immortal Technique today. Dude is sick! Topping this thread for those who missed it the first time.[/quote]

He’s an insane lyricist. I saw him freestyle at a house party in somebody’s basement about 4 years ago; he was ripping shit off the top off his head with no beat that was better than 90% of what’s on the radio.

98% of my motivation for sharing that story was to make myself feel cool on the interwebz.

[quote]jtrinsey wrote:
He’s an insane lyricist. I saw him freestyle at a house party in somebody’s basement about 4 years ago; he was ripping shit off the top off his head with no beat that was better than 90% of what’s on the radio.

98% of my motivation for sharing that story was to make myself feel cool on the interwebz.[/quote]

What’s the other 2%?