Tytuł: Back From Hell

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[D.M.C.]
  On the lower level where the devils dwell..
  Comin from the one, comin back from hell
  
  ["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
  
  [Run]
  Peepin out the window, checkin on the criminals
  Out in the yard, it's hard, but you're in
  so you do your time and never let the time do ya
  He lost his mind that's what the time'll do to ya
  A brother in the box screamin find a ciggarette
  Niggaz walkin by ain't tryin to hear that
  So off to the Day Room, a fight in progress
  A brother got sliced and diced over nonsense
  D.O.I., Dead On the Island
  The life the knife the price, for wigga-wildin
  Never a day, I say I'm not leavin
  Long as I live in a crib and I'm breathin
  Four years done, another one in a cell
  Don't need nobody to come, cause I'll be back from hell
  
  ["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
  
  [D.M.C.]
  Fire and brimstone, sendin 'em home
  to the brownstone, and on the streets that he roamed
  Before he got locked up, he sewed the whole block up
  People would jock, because he cooked the rock
  Caught by the cop, he's knocked, and now he's faceless
  The spot was hot, he's Scott, that's what his name is
  When he was out with clout, people surround him
  Now that he's in the pen, niggaz downed him
  Wait upstate, for the day, til they free the man
  In '98, be straight, and then you'll see him again
  Ready to kill, and steal, ill and build
  a flyer empire, higher, still runnin the 'ville
  
  ["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
  
  [Run]
  Boy goin to hell, another day in the dark
  The brother wait in the park, blind faded and stalked
  Naked, out to die and not movin
  He needs a fix by six that means you've been
  strung out, your lung out, foamin with your tongue out
  Back to hell and well, that's where you hung out
  for the past and last year, your acts for cash here
  Crash and smash any ass to get a blast yeah
  The brother smother his mother, for another one
  Then ill and kill, with the other son
  For crack as well, the brother black he yell
  You just stop and think, he's comin back from hell
  
  ["Back.." - "from the depths of hell" -> scratched by Jay]
  
  .. "from the depths of hell and you can smell the smoke!"