Back From Hell (Remix)

Run-D.M.C.
앨범 : The Essential Run-DMC
Yo
Once again
From the dephts of hell
Run DMC
Yo Jam Master J J Jay in the house
And y'all take this
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
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
From the dephts of hell
Back back from hell
Back from hell
Back from hell
Back back from hell
Back back back from hell
Yeah
Back back back
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 PE son
But now I'm raising hell with Run
Nearly gettin done from the sawed off shotgun
Pressin they luck didn't duck I hauled off and socked one
Don't laugh hoes cause I'm down with The Afros
Ice Cube ain't The Mack but I have hoes
JMJ drop the hammer
And I kick grammar
That's mackaframalama
Had to ask DMC and the 40oz Crew
What's it all about on the avenue
He said Come see gave me a swig of Olde E
Then I had to pee upon a tree
A nigga got shot by a dopefiend
Snort down my dick and unbottoned on my jeans
Then the fuckin Lench Mob had to get mean
Did a drive by in the middle of Queens
Hot shells hit the ground
People stood around all the niggas that I clowned
Jumped on a plane cause it never fails
Ice Cube is a muthafucka goin back to hell
Back back from the dephts of hell
Back back from the dephts of hell
Back up they can never keep a good man down
Of course we don't fuck around
You don't know what I mean
Don't mistake us for the Tragically Hip
Cause we're born with the trigger lip
Here's a story about the devil
And the rebel in the middle of a battle
With a crew that grew around the avenue
This devil was a federal judge who delivered us justice
Just us up the river but
I'm not alone and no one is his name up against
Cause he's been runnin the hoes and the drug thing
I know he fought and runnin court pusher of the button
Talkin mo' shit but sayin nothin now
Cause he's seein the faces he saw sit packin
Hardcore and all black and
Raw and you can tell
No matter how loud he yell he ain't leavin hell
Back back
Back back
Back from helllll
Back from hell
From the dephts of hell
Back back from hell
Back from hell
Back from hell
From the dephts of hell
Back back from hell
Back back back from hell
Now a nigga like D starts yellin
Yeah
Back back
Now now a nigga like D starts yellin
Back
Now now a nigga like D starts yellin
Back
Now now a nigga like D
Back from hell now a nigga like D starts yellin
No sellin out no tellin who's sellin
Word to the 90s rebels still rebellin
Cube Run and Chuck yo what the fuck are they yellin
Lyrics that I kick might just get me into pee and shit
That I'm not with and critics can get the diddick
Hits comin crazy trips for the gravy
Played me paid me little lady laid me
Doooowwnnn to the dephts of heeeellllll
Now here we go and once again
We're back from hell so tell a friend
For all of you who thought we're through
I'm a full fledged member of the Hollis Crew
I bust a nine or a rhyme or two
You know I grew up on the avenue
I'mma sip on some brew with my crew
We was gettin illy
Niggas came through actin silly
One punk starts to yell
2 shots then his man fell
He didn't know that Hollis Ave was hell
Don't tell me you ain't with this
You think I fell Chump that is ridiculous
You missin lyrics of the microphone king I grip
Figure this but yo this is nigga shit
Black IP's MC's wanna be's
Macaroni and cheese only phoney MC's
Play the role and always try to cook up
I got tunes room that I took up
Oh well you know I still dwell
Go and tell everybody that I'm back from hell
Dephts of hell
Back from the dephts of hell
Back
Back back
Drop it on em D
Back
Back back
Back
Back back

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