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Ice-T - Depts Of Hell lyrics
Daddy Nitro: (Talk)
 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 the ??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 them 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 wit the rythm 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 niggas up
 What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck
 You move, you weave, you got stuck
 And now you're trippin wit you 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 wit it
 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 depts of hell
 Daddy Nitro:
 Lawd! Jib-dibbidy-bong, jib-dibbidy-bee-bon-ska-dang
 Daddy Nitro an' Ice-T come wid a different some-thang
 Comin out the 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 clientel
 Ice-T an' Nitro from the, depts 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, gee...
 ...I ain't no ho 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 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 niggas 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 depts of hell
 Daddy Nitro:Ice-T - Depts Of Hell - http://motolyrics.com/ice-t/depts-of-hell-lyrics.html
 Come!
 In a de ghetto tings are wild round de clock
 Som man a cmoke crack and some man a fire shot
 Me tell de people dem laws, that we no inna dat
 If a guy try dat thing we get then 16 shotta
 It's a lovely night ?? ?? off the 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 ??
 Talk:
 EASE UP and come again my selector
 All over the 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 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 a good steady fuckin
 Fuck that, now the one is gonna fall on no ho 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 suckas spread out and they left me wit 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 pint blank at your goals, work hard and wait
 You can do it even if you fell
 I brought my ass back from the depts of hell
 Daddy Nitro:
 Cause we are serious entertainers
 Talk about de Ice-T, he no joker
 Cause we are serious entertainers
 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 ?? arena
 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 ti diss and no dismiss de kid
 As me sit upon de riddim like 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 bried, COME!
 Ease up man, FIYAH
 Wicked every time...
 Woy! Woy! Woy! Woy!








