Песня: Back From Hell [ INTRO: Chuck D ] Yo Once again From the dephts of hell Run-D.M.C. Yo, Jam-Master J-J-Jay in the house And y'all take this
[ *Jam-Master Jay cuts up* ] (From the dephts of hell) (Heaven is cool, in hell you burn) (I cut the head of the devil and I throw it at you) (Heaven is cool, in hell you burn) (On a lower level where the devils dwell Comin from the one..) (where they at?) (..comin back from hell)
[ VERSE 1: Run ] I'm comin back from hell, a jail cell tells no tales The walls, the floors, the blinds, it never fails To catch a little butt from a inmate's head So sorry for you sucker, see ya, sissy, you're dead Another rolled-over casket, tisket, a tasket This ain't no thanks to the pussy-ass bastard Easy for another man to laugh at his face Like I said, his head to bed, another dead inmate Raw to the bone and killed him for the phone Mommy's only son, but left his mama alone The last words he heard "Your time is up", the result Caught back around, his naked face cut to a pulp Never knew he'd go to jail doin murder and he fell (Reporting live from Rikers Island) and comin back from hell
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[ VERSE 2: Ice Cube ] Back from hell But I still smell the same old shit From the lower level Ice Cube'll beat the shit out the devil Nothin changed, still down with the P.E., son But now I'm raising hell with Run Nearly gettin done from the sawed off shotgun Pressin they luck, didn'
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