Depts Of Hell - Ice T

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 f