Song | Depths Of Hell |
Artist | Ice T |
Album | Home Invasion (Includes 'The Last Temptation Of Ice') |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
* 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! |
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' icet dey ' pon ? man | |
Come talk wit reality | |
An' any guy who nah like dey got shot in ? face | |
No icet, come talk wit reality star | |
Tell dem bout da endin of da world today.. come! | |
icet | |
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 poohbutt | |
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! jibbibbidybong, jibbibbidybebongskadang | |
Daddy nitro an' icet come wid a different somethang | |
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 | |
Icet an' nitro from the, depths of ' ell, come! | |
icet | |
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 ghetto | |
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 icet make them no say you a marka | |
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 icet and daddy nitro come wit the reality thing | |
Nice this everytime star | |
Man like icet ' pon the ?? man | |
Come in star, one last time and teach dem bout reality | |
Now watch dis, come! | |
icet | |
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, entertainers | |
Talk about de icet, 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 ?? 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 icet | |
All of de massive up here listen to me | |
Respect me come from inner new york city | |
Die gon test me, man go dead and buried, come! | |
Ease up man, fiyah | |
Wicked every time.. woy! woy! woy! woy! |
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' icet dey ' pon ? man | |
Come talk wit reality | |
An' any guy who nah like dey got shot in ? face | |
No icet, come talk wit reality star | |
Tell dem bout da endin of da world today.. come! | |
icet | |
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 poohbutt | |
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! jibbibbidybong, jibbibbidybebongskadang | |
Daddy nitro an' icet come wid a different somethang | |
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 | |
Icet an' nitro from the, depths of ' ell, come! | |
icet | |
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 ghetto | |
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 icet make them no say you a marka | |
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 icet and daddy nitro come wit the reality thing | |
Nice this everytime star | |
Man like icet ' pon the ?? man | |
Come in star, one last time and teach dem bout reality | |
Now watch dis, come! | |
icet | |
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, entertainers | |
Talk about de icet, 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 ?? 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 icet | |
All of de massive up here listen to me | |
Respect me come from inner new york city | |
Die gon test me, man go dead and buried, come! | |
Ease up man, fiyah | |
Wicked every time.. woy! woy! woy! woy! |