[Speaking: 2Pac/Makaveli]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a ^!$$% just get $#&@ed up for this one?


[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 - I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back


[Verse 1: Immortal Technique]
I once knew a ^!$$% whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million

Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He used to $#&@ moviestars and sniff !@%!e in his dreams
A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen

^!$$% 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 ^!$$%z like this have never been equal
I don't 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

[Chorus: 2Pac/Makaveli]

Young ^!$$%z in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, ^!$$%z better slow down
Cause you can be touched


[Verse 2: Immortal Technique]
So Billy started robbing ^!$$%z, anything he could do
He'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew

Starting fights over little %#@!, 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 ^!$$%z treating him the same

He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to 'em, ^!$$%z showed him no love
They told him any mother$#&@ing coward can sell drugs

Any (*##$ ^!$$% with a gun, can bust slugs
Any ^!$$% with a red shirt can front like a blood
Even Puffy smoked the mother$#&@er 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 (*##$ 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 ^!$$% is all he ever wanted to be

And so he met them friday night at a quarter to three

[Chorus: 2Pac/Makaveli]

Young ^!$$%z in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, ^!$$%z better slow down
Cause you can be touched


[Verse 3: Immortal Technique]
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 $#&@ up and stop moving around
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts

So Billy stomped on the (*##$, until he broken her jaw
The dirty !@$(s 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 ^!$$%z 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

[Chorus: 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young ^!$$%z in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ^!$$%z better slow down
Cause you can be touched

[Verse 4: Immortal Technique]
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
@@#!ed the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start the cringine studder
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 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
Cause 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

[Chorus: 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young ^!$$%z in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ^!$$%z better slow down
Cause you can be touched

Young ^!$$%z in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ^!$$%z better slow down
You can be touched

[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep]
[Plays whilst song fades out]

I'm falling and I can't turn back