Dance With the Devil
Immortal Technique Lyrics


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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

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 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
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 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

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 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 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 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 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Immortal Technique's song, "Dance With the Devil," tell the story of a young man who becomes involved in crime and falls victim to the consequences of his actions. The singer, known as William, aspires to become the greatest hustler in the world and makes it his mission to make a million dollars. However, his mother's drug addiction and his father's absence leave him vulnerable to the allure of street life. William becomes a successful drug dealer, but he is not respected by his peers due to his reputation as a snitch. He becomes obsessed with affirming his status as an evil person and eventually participates in the rape and murder of a woman, who turns out to be his own mother.


The repeated chorus of the song highlights the moral of the story- when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never because the dance with the devil might last you forever. The singer uses this to reinforce the idea that William had a choice and made the wrong one. The lyrics also provide social commentary on the cycle of poverty and violence in urban communities. William turns to crime as a means of survival, but ultimately it becomes his downfall. The song paints a vivid portrait of the harsh realities of life in impoverished neighborhoods.


Line by Line Meaning

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
I used to know a man named William


His primary concern, was making a million
His main priority was becoming wealthy


Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
Being the most skilled and successful hustler the world has ever witnessed


He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
He fantasized about having sex with celebrities and using cocaine


A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
His young mind was already tainted and morally twisted at a very young age, only thirteen


Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
He grew up without a father figure, and his mother was addicted to drugs


She put the pipe down, but every year she was sober
His mother managed to quit drugs temporarily, but relapsed every year


Her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
As his mother struggled with her addiction, his heart hardened and became colder


He started hanging out selling bags in the projects
He began spending time in low-income housing areas, selling drugs


Checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
He would evaluate young girls, seeking out potential victims for sexual assault


He was fascinated by material objects
He was captivated by material possessions and the idea of wealth


But he understood money never bought respect
Despite his materialistic desires, he knew that money couldn't earn him genuine respect


He build a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal
He developed a notorious reputation because of his ability to hustle and commit theft


But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal
However, when he was incarcerated, he immediately cooperated with the authorities


So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
His criminal associates no longer considered him authentic


You see me and niggas like this have never been equal
Individuals like him and myself have never been on the same level or equal


I don't project my insecurities at other people
I choose not to transfer my own insecurities onto others


He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
He craved validation and recognition, much like drug addicts crave their fix


So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
He believed he had to demonstrate his depravity to gain acceptance and fear from others


A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
A weak-minded young man with limitless possibilities


The product of a ghetto breed capitalistic mental
A result of growing up in a low-income neighborhood with a mentality driven by capitalism


Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
Ironically, he left school to pursue a career in selling marijuana


Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
Engaging in dangerous and self-destructive behavior, consuming drugs excessively


But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed
However, he grew tired of selling marijuana and succumbed to his insatiable greed


Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
People who strive to be deceitful and wicked often avoid the repercussions of their actions


You probably only did a month for minor offenses
Most likely, you only served a short sentence for minor crimes


Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
Inquire a person serving a life sentence if they would change their actions given another opportunity


But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
However, there are always individuals who possess evil intentions from the beginning


Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
Be trapped in a perpetual dance with evil while confined in a cold prison cell


But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Such cruel fate awaits those who commit heinous acts like rape, murder, and drug dealing


Devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
Once heavenly creatures, angels who fell from grace and became demonic


There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
Society lacks true diversity because we are all suffering the consequences of our collective misdeeds


So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
Billy resorted to stealing from people, doing whatever it took


To get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
To regain the admiration of his peers


Starting fights over little shit, up on the block
Initiating conflicts over trivial matters, on the neighborhood streets


Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
He progressed to selling crack cocaine to mothers and brothers in the community


Working overtime for making money for the crack spot
Putting in extra effort to earn money to sustain his crack cocaine operation


Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
When he achieved great success selling crack, he aspired to deal with a higher-level drug, cocaine


Fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
Living out his obsession with the movie Scarface, which was embedded in his mind


Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
Growing weary of the lack of respect and recognition from people in the neighborhood


He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
He desired to be influential and notorious like the most ruthless criminals


But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
However, when he attempted to assert himself amongst them, they rejected him


They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
They reminded him that anyone, even a coward, can engage in the drug trade


Any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
Any weak individual with a firearm can engage in violence


Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
Even someone wearing the color red can pretend to be a member of the Bloods gang


Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
Even the famous rapper Puff Daddy (now known as Diddy) has killed someone in a nightclub


But only a real thug can stab someone till they die
Only a true criminal can fatally stab another person


Standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Confronting the victim and maintaining direct eye contact


Billy realized that these men were well guarded
Billy understood that these individuals were protected and difficult to approach


And they wanted to test him, before business started
They intended to assess his loyalty and commitment before involving him in their operations


Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
Proposed sexually assaulting a woman as a demonstration of his lack of compassion


So now he had a choice between going back to his life
He faced a decision to return to his previous lifestyle


Or making money with made men, up in the cyph'
Or earning money alongside established criminals, in their inner circle


His dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
His desires for luxurious cars and expensive jewelry convinced him to agree


A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
He always desired to be a tough and ruthless individual


And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three
Therefore, he met them on a Friday night at 2:45 AM


They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
They drove through the low-income housing area at a leisurely pace during a rainy night


Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
Engaging in smoking marijuana blunts, consuming alcohol, and making jokes for amusement


Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
Suddenly, they noticed a woman walking alone on the street


Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
It was 3:00 AM, and she was returning from her job, heading home


And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
They discreetly exited the vehicle and began tailing her


Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
As she walked through the low-income housing area, she disappeared into the darkness


They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
They used her own shirt to blindfold her and forcefully knocked her down


This is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
This is your opportunity to showcase your brutality, my young friend


So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
Billy grabbed her aggressively by the hair, asserting control over her


And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
He forcefully pulled her into an unoccupied building lobby


She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
She fought desperately, but they compelled her to ascend the stairs


They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
Once they reached the rooftop, they pinned her to the ground


Screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
Aggressively shouting at her to be silent and refrain from resisting


The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
Her face was concealed by the shirt, but she continued to scream and attempt to fight back


So Billy stomped on the bitch, until he had broken her jaw
Billy viciously stomped on her until her jaw was fractured


The dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
The despicable individuals were fully aware of their horrific actions


They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
They repeatedly kicked her until her ribs fractured and she became motionless


Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
Blood seeped through the fabric, and she whimpered in silent agony


And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Subsequently, they took turns sexually assaulting her with extreme brutality


Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
Billy was compelled to be the first, but every individual had their chance


Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
Physically tearing and choking her, causing her throat to painfully burn


A broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned
Despite her broken jaw, she weakly murmured to God for help, but they remained indifferent


When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
Once they finished, she lay there covered in blood, broken and bruised


One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two
One of the individuals retrieved a newly acquired .22 caliber firearm


They told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
They informed Billy that she had witnessed their reprehensible actions


And if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
If he murdered her, he would secure a position within their criminal organization


He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
He contemplated the proposition briefly, considering that she was almost lifeless


And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
Consequently, he leaned over and pressed the gun against her temple


I'm falling and I can't turn back
I am descending into darkness, and there is no escape


Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
Just as he was about to squeeze the trigger, terminating her existence


He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
He contemplated the allure of cocaine, along with the wealth and material possessions it could provide


And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
He experienced a sense of power and camaraderie being among his newfound companions


Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
He aimed the firearm at her head, and pulled back the cloth covering her face


But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
However, what he witnessed caused him to recoil in horror and begin to stutter


Cause he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
Because he was gazing into the eyes of his very own mother


She looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
She locked eyes with him, weeping as he had betrayed and abandoned her


She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
Her cries were even more agonizing than when she endured the brutal assault


His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
His entire reality came crashing to a halt, leaving him unable to process


His corruption had successfully changed his fate
His moral decay had effectively altered his destiny


And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
He recollected his mother always returning home late


Working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
She labored tirelessly, but it all seemed worthless now that he had become such a disgrace


He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
He averted his gaze from the woman who had brought him into this world


And crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
He screamed in anguish to the sky, overwhelmed with loneliness and fear


But only the devil responded, cause God wasn't there
Only the devil acknowledged his cries, as God was absent


And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
In that moment, he understood the feeling of complete emptiness and emotional coldness


And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
Consequently, he leaped off the rooftop, succumbing to death with a soulless state of being


They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it
People claim that death leads to a superior realm, but I have my doubts


After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
Additionally, they proceeded to murder his mother, and the incident was never discussed again


And listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
Pay attention, because the story I am recounting is truthful


Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
Because I was present with Billy Jacobs, and I also participated in sexually assaulting his mother


And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
And now the devil is constantly present with me, wherever I may go


In fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
In fact, I am certain that he is standing among the audience at my concerts


And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
And in every street gathering, listening to young criminals rap


He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
He could be standing directly beside you, and you would be unaware of his presence


The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
The devil thrives within the hearts of those who are self-centered and malicious


White, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
Regardless of race or skin color, anyone is susceptible to this corruption


You have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
You are destined for self-destruction when you inflict harm on others


And you'll be one of Gods children and fell from the top
And you, as one of God's creations, will have fallen from grace


There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
The lack of diversity stems from the fact that we are all suffering together in a chaotic society


So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Therefore, when the devil attempts to engage with you, you must adamantly refuse


Because the dance with the devil might last you forever
Because once you engage with the devil, the consequences may haunt you indefinitely




Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC
Written by: Felipe Andres Coronel, Sean Edward George

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