Depths Of Hell Lyrics by Ice-t

Depths Of Hell Lyrics

    * strictly best guess only on daddy nitro's reggae patois

    [daddy nitro]
    Now hear dis!
    All bad man what dey a know
    The original bad man dey a know, seen?
    Daddy nitro, an' ice-t dey 'pon ? man
    Come talk wit reality
    An' any guy who nah like dey got shot in ? face
    No ice-t, come talk wit reality star
    Tell dem bout da endin of da world today.. come!

    [ice-t]
    I got a attitude as thick as a convict's
    Bomb ticks, my heart beats as i rhyme over hard shit
    Watch this, the nigga that you didn't think could do
    Break through with the rhythm that'll rock your whole crew
    Thought you knew; i ain't no punk or no pooh-butt
    Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up
    What's up? what's up? what's up? you wanna try your luck
    You move you weave you bob you got stuck
    And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain
    You never seen so much blood pour through one vein
    You try to scream, you choke
    You try to run, your legs are broke
    You're bulletproof i hope..
    Yo, i ain't no nigga to flex, but i will flip
    Fuck up a nigga and dropkick his fuckin bitch
    I love to squabble and i'm good widdit
    So if you want some nigga come get it
    I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all
    Yo, i'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls
    It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault i sell
    I pull my ass up from the depths of hell

    [daddy nitro]
    Lawd! jib-bibbidy-bong, jib-bibbidy-be-bong-ska-dang
    Daddy nitro an' ice-t come wid a different some-thang
    Comin out de ghetto tings are wild like pure 'ell
    Nuff man get ? in my firebomb sale
    Some a sell coke but the music we a sell
    We no inna doubt, we don't want no ambulance bell
    While other lyrics are full of our style we fill up our clientele
    Ice-t an' nitro from the, depths of 'ell, come!

    [ice-t]
    You punks are jealous cause i'm rollin in fly shit
    My shit, all paid for and i don't owe no guy shit
    Fuck you, it ain't my fault your ass is on empty
    Thought you was it, but you're smooth gettin pimped g..
    .. i ain't no hoe fool
    Got much respect for the new and the old school
    But many rappers can rip mics but can't count..
    .. zero bank amounts
    Word and many critics are hot cause hard rap hits
    They like to make it all soft that we pop shit
    Fuck that, i'll die before i let the hardcore go
    Cause i'm a nigga from the g-h-e-t-t-o
    I got a posse who's airtight, quick to fight
    And got the power to continue or end the night
    And if you stepped on wrong, then you're a done kid
    The yellow tape's in the club because one did
    I got no pity so don't ask me for fuckin any
    I'll break a bum off but you niggaz can't get a penny
    When i was broke, i stole my gold, i pawned
    I lived the life of a hustler off and on
    I'm just a brother that lived to tell
    I brought my ass up from the depths of hell

    [daddy nitro]
    Come! in a de ghetto tings are wild round de clock
    Some man a smoke crack and soem man a fire shot
    Me tell de people dem laws, that we no inna dat
    If a guy try dat thing we get them sixteen shotta
    It's a lovely night ?? ?? off de chatta
    Easy ice-t make them no say you a mark-a
    Anyway we go on i bet a no say we stop
    Wit lyrics and de music and right on de ?
    Ease up and come again my selector
    All over de world is only for pain an' sufferin
    That's why ice-t and daddy nitro come wit the reality thing
    Nice this everytime star
    Man like ice-t 'pon the ?? man
    Come in star, one last time and teach dem bout reality
    Now watch dis, come!

    [ice-t]
    I met this girl who act like i owed her somethin
    Nothin, all i owed her was some good steady fuckin
    Fuck that, not the one that's gonna fall on no hoe trap
    Ease back bitch, before you need all your teeth back..
    .. i ain't no fuckin mark
    Made all my money workin bowcutters in the dark
    Snatch bars and cars and vice grips
    Long handled sledgehammers, saws and wire snips
    I got an ill side that drips from my brain at times
    It still thinks of the psycho and brutal crimes
    I still remember when i had a low cash flow
    No hoes, no cars, no gear no dough
    And times got wicked..
    .. i even remember havin to sell all my pawn tickets
    But suckers spread out and they left me with few friends
    But that's who wit me as we fuck up the true ends
    So don't be trippin if your luck's gone bad, be glad
    It'll empty out the fake fuckin friends you had
    Then get yourself together, nigga aim straight
    Shoot point blank at your goals, work hard and wait
    You can do it even if you fell
    I brought my ass back from the depths of hell

    [daddy nitro]
    Cause we are serious, en-ter-tain-ers
    Talk about de ice-t, he no joker
    Cause we are serious, en-ter-tain-ers
    Talk about de daddy nitro me no joker
    Me come and pull up my lyrics and full up my style
    And full up our lingual
    As me sit upon de riddim i'ma sit on proper
    As me flow upon de riddim like a rockin of de gong
    Me sit upon de riddim like a true ??
    Man no listen daddy nitro like a fierce ??
    Me flow upon de mic from a ?? area
    Pam pamma, original chat masta
    Me pam pamma, original chat masta
    Me pam pamma, me come fi set fi dance pon fiyah
    An' if it's on, well you must fi chant up hiyah
    Me say dis a daddy nitro steppin ?? ??
    Come down, no try to diss and no dismiss de kid
    As me sit upon de riddim wit de man ice-t
    All of de massive up here listen to me
    Respect me come from inner new york ci-ty
    Die gon test me, man go dead and buried, come!
    Ease up man, fiyah
    Wicked every time.. woy! woy! woy! woy!

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