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| Ice-T Miscellaneous Depths of Hell Thanks to dj.flash@pobox.com for these lyrics. From Trespass Soundtrack. * 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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