Back From Hell

[d.m.c.]
And you say..
As we go, with the rhyme flow
Just to let you know, darryl and joe
Featuring dj jam master jay
All the motherfuckin way
One time, just to blow your mind
And this is how we do it, just for the people

Sucker d.j.'s are really crazy clowns
Clowns - cold clockin clowns
When will they learn that they had ? by the pounds
Pounds - cold clockin pounds
Sucker d.j.'s bite our lines up all damn day
All - all damn day
Sucker d.j.'s that's on jam master jay
Uhh ahh ahh uhh ahh ahh
Jam master.. aiyyo..
The crew is here with you, a check it out y'all
Jam master.. ah tell me
What the fuck you gonna do?

[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!"

[d.m.c.]
In your face, all the time
All in your face when i'm kickin my rhyme
All these faces in front of me
Face to face with run-d.m.c...

[run]
Knuckleheads in my face for a second
But i move the crowd, and i reckon
That a sucker might jump and try to bait
So kill that noise and get out my face (punk)
And let a real mc collect dollars
The true crew and few come from hollis, queens
And by all means necessary
My vocabulary is very extensive, and expensive
So hard it'll put you in intensive care
Proceed with caution
Often suckers get lost in the sauce when
Faces just start speakin on faces
And leavin traces, other races be mocked
And it sparks a fight, day and night
Dark and light - different types of faces

[d.m.c.]
Faces, faces
And everywhere you go you see..
Yeah yeah yeah

Break! as we come back on..
As we come back on..
All in your face, i place this rhyme!
Facin this crew, you're facin your doom
You got punched in the face
As soon as you heard this tune!

I race at a pace with no shoelaces
To racist faces, placin disgraces
Taste the bass of the racial facial
Disgraceful tasteless racist faces
Get out my face, don't bass, don't waste my time
My brother, i'm not color blind
I walk the face of the earth, face death
Face the best and i'll just
Rip flip and trip won't shut up or let up
Get out my face so we can go head up
(damn d!) yo yo yo they don't understand me
?? when they always try to ban me
Hypin the stereotype of a face
And that's the problem with the human race
Haste makes waste, don't trace to other places
We're all the same but with different faces

..

[jay]
Yeah d, and everywhere i go i see faces
Faces sweatin you and they sweatin faces
Around around the world, international faces
Yeah, now bust it

Yo, i took a look in the face of a girlie
The way she looks that jay must say
Somethin bout the way my afro is growin
But is it funky? (yeah!) well okay
Is she jockin my 'fro or my fade?
Do she want me because of my name?
I like the ladies, sweet and serious
Not those hoes, that plays, the game
On every tom dick and harry
Shawn jerry john nick curly moe and larry
You thinkin you married? well you crazy
My baby you won't carry
Cause i like a girl that's low-key
That's how it's gotta be to be with me
And i'll take her to all the exotic places
The name of this jam is called faces
Yeah.. so many faces..
And everywhere i go i see faces
And everywhere you go you see, the faces
International faces, i'm a afro and i'm outta here..

[ad libs to fade]

Intro/chorus: {unknown singers}

It's party time, and we came here to party
So get up and move your body, cause it's party time
It's party time, and we came here to party
So get up and move your body, cause it's party time

[run]
Come inside, the time is fine and i'm
Really ready to drop a heavy bassline
On the crowd that's loud and proud the rhyme
Is mine and the jam of party time
We're well equipped to flip and trip you out
I never slip but i rip the jam no doubt
So grab a girl ?? i know you wanna play
The funky jam i never quit until the break of day
Here we go on a afrolistic journey
Here come the jam but don't forget to bring ??
To make sure the beat is upheld
The beat is raw and run's banged it well
To make it take you to your destination
It's just the jam that slam across the nation
I gotta rock, you know i gotta good rhyme
So grab a girl, and listen to the good times
Now sweat til you're wet and get done
And i'll bet you get some..
Heat to release the piece to have fun
So just grab a girl, cause it's party time

Chorus

[d.m.c.]
Groove, breathe, wind blowin the leaves
I'm at ease, can you feel the funky sensation
I might take a vacation
On the seven seasons
Reasons to be cheerful, sun shinin, run rhymin
I'm right behind him
Jay, you know where to find him
Shinin like a diamond, if i'm lyin i'm dyin
{girrrrrrrrrrrls, drive me crazy}
So fine, goin out of my mind
I keep em goin, they sayin, i've got the rhyme
Ooze, cruise, gonna take a cruise
Jing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling i'm never singin the blues
Afros, studios, doin shows
Four-o's i suppose, no one knows
Who's rockin the hoes, tell me that
You gotta be (funky)

Chorus

[run]
Now let your body be free
And yeah, go you know
Never slow the flow til it's time to go
Cause that ain't the way you play the crowd
You gotta mingle, single girls allowed
So round em up, get a cutie in the spot
Look at the booty, do me, time to rock
And make all the girls give up the play
Get on the floor and make your day
So you're illin, still it's four o'clock
You won't leave til you see em close the spot
You gotta stay til they play the last song
Til the night gives light to the early morn'
Check the place and the taste of the bass is on the case
A negative thought that you brought just erased
Put away the nine and keep in mind
That the jam'll slam when it's party time

Chorus (*repeat with ad libs to fade*)

[d.m.c.]
These are the words that i wrote so i hope that ya don't man
I'll never joke about the coke that you're smok-in
Understand you're fuckin up, fuckin up the block
Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit stops
..
What's the meaning of this? i must be dreaming
Everybody's ?? when i see men dealing
For a rhyme or rope, or a dime of coke
Sometimes i rhyme when i'm crying broke
Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws
A few months ago i had to "pause"
During that time, me and my man
Was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands
A beef broke out, at soul kitchen spot
It was crazy baby pop, someone got shot
I seen him drop - then came the cops
Sayin, "nobody run - everybody stop"
I wanted to run, cause i was carryin my gun
Darryl mack packin mine, strapped with my nine
Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop said
Everyone complied, except bald dread, he said,
"blood claat boi me nah hafa deal wit dat
Yo i'm a superstar for de world dem call 'im darryl mack"
I turned around and said, "word up cop!"
He said, "d.m.c., take your ass down the block"
If it happened to him, it could happen to you
Cause that's what's happenin on the avenue
When i.. "uhh, uhh uhh, uhh.. uhh.."
"na-na-na-na-na! the ave."

[run]
Now on the ave. (what?) people steal and they dealin away
I got the feelin the illin will never ever pay
Cause on the street, you're never in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your brain
People laugh and smile at a stick-up
A young man in a rut, shakin a big cup
People pass his ass and say, "tough luck"
To waste time for a dime is cold fucked up
A loud shot in the air - not rare
A brother fell to the ground, nobody cares
You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh
Nobody give a damn, that's how they livin on the ave.
... auuugh!

[d.m.c.]
Away from the ave. they have what's called the backstreets
Another world of girls that crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin, sinkin many black beats
(this and that goin on ??? street)
I remember the time there was a jam in ???
??, the music, no ?? til after dark
That's when the shit starts happening
(brother from the ave. this and that again)
Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar
Find the rules by the basketball court in the park
And the ? by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they found noah's ark
The young, hung, and swung on a swing
Glidin and slidin and ride the ding-a-ling
I didn't see a kid by the see, so he saw
(near the monkey bars, funky cars we adore)
I'm throwin fate to the gate ?? ??
(and my man from japan got vicked for sure)
Do me a favor when you roll with your crew
You gotta check out, check out, the avenue

[jay]
One two, one two, and i say
I go by the name of jam master jay
And the hollis crew, we here to stay believe that

[d.m.c.]
Hey, as we let the music play
Pay attention and listen as i mention
A recital of mic to speeches
From the book of the 40 ounces
Of the most powerful words ever spoken

[run]
Topsy-turvy, they try to serve me
Disturb me, curve me, boy they never heard me
Slammin, jammin, i be bammin
Makin takin breakin and rammin
Run got a beef with those that cold think that
Sun and the moon and soon you will drink that
Wine for the rhyme that i'm, not a stink brat
Run havin fun my son, just where the ink's at
Up on the top i pop and drop, you feel
So low you go for joe you know, what the deal
I might just strike tonight, and make you say
(run ran the place with bass and bust boo-tay)
Go check the clock i rock your jock so hard
Make you feel the deal is i'm top card
Come in my face and bass and i might just
And it's not n-n-not, n-n-not just another groove

Not just another..

[jay]
Ah yeah, one two one two jam master jay
Hollis crew here to stay, augghh!
Afros, 40 ounce crew in effect, word up
Bout to break ya neck with another groove
Kick it d

[d.m.c.]
Check out the lyric, hear it, cheer it, fear it
So loud and clear that you can't come near it
Words are heard, i never speak the weak
You pissed me off, now i'm takin a leak
I kill at will, thrill, top bill
I'm makin a mill, and damn i'm still
Makin history on the m-i-c
And for the young ladies, a nigga like d'll
Be waxin taxin no relaxin breakin backs
And bustin raps and i'll be strapped
In my cadillac, and you know that for a fact
I'm strapped with rap but yo, i'm also
Record breakin never flakin wide awake
And titles i'm takin and i'll be makin
Ladies groove cause i prove i can soothe when they
Oooooh, this one's called - not just another groove

Not just another..
Not just another..

(not just another one, not just another one)

[jay]
Deliverin, i'll deliver and give ya
Whatcha been waitin (one two three) for/four
This, is the gift of the gab
That i had when i came out the lab
The masterpiece was released
Let's cease the beef and all those misbeliefs
That we can't do our thing on a positive tip
I'm tryin to tell ya
It's been a long time -- we need a change
Time for things to be rearranged
Time to get our act together
Whoever's clever or better - never let
Another brother or sister get dissed cause they missed the
Knowledge and wisdom and damn i wish ya
Get with the stop the violence move
Won'tcha hear me say peace, and it's not just another groove

[d.m.c.]
Yeah jay i just wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters out there
(yeah.. it's not just another groove)

{*ad libs to the end of "stop the violence" + more*}

Bob your head.. (2x)

[d.m.c.]
As we bop on..
To the break of dawn..
The non-stop hip-hop bop..
Takes you on down..
To the last, stop!! "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
So won't ya bob your head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
B-b-ba bob your head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."

[run]
A freak i find the kind to wine and dine
I freak a blind date, and your fate is to wait in line
At the party.. tryin to get a hottie
Cool t and roddy, d.m.c. and scottie
Big kev and marty, hurricane and arty
Phil, doug, and naughty - damn, a big party
So i grab the mic, i like, recite, the hype
And type, and write, with my..
Freak it 'fore the niggy night is done
For ricky-run to get dumb and then some
So while you're here, it's clear to every per-son
Ah that you need to bob get involved
And weave with ease and please the steez with g's
Now, just to be at ease
Cause this is it, legit, a hit, i throw a fit
Not slackin or lackin a bit, nah that ain't it
So just a bob ya head, like i said, the fresh it
So just a bob ya head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."

[d.m.c.]
Bob your head! "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
"ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."

I make your heads bob, i got you slobbin the knob
So do a good job, why don't ya let me know - how ya livin hobbes?
Whassup wit ya girl? ya know i like the way your earrings jang
And your booty swing, ah while my beat go
Boom boom - why don't you let me take you to my room
Take off our shoes relax sit on bed and watch the looney tunes
But no! you want me take you out and wine and dine you
But i ain't got no time to chase behind and never find you
So be this dope a lethal dose of poisonious potion
Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the motion
Buckwild inna style for ya honey child
The organization of bobbin and pacin will make you bob a while
Grab a cutie, duke her bootee, bust a ?? box
That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cockblock
Give nuff respect, i love the sex, again i said..
Here it comes from run (yo jay) 'yo d!' hoe bob ya head

"ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
Ah just a bob ya head ..
Bob ya head "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
Ah just a bob ya head ..

[run]
Well i believe you weave and bob the job is done
By run so come get some for fun
Keep the force i'm nicky-number one
And i'll scratch my vocord for f-f-fun
And nevertheless i must confess that it's a bless-un
That people are ride and must abide to this direct-ion
I triple it up to let you know that i'm a swift one
Those who oppose get broken nose that's how i live son
I move the head that's what i said, this is my miss-ion
I'm dickin em down and all around, to make the head bob
So bend your neck, give nuff respect to me, dance hobbes
For this is it, the brand new shit, i'd like to mention
So hurry up because the cut is my inven-tion
The jazz, pizazz, with class, at last
Kickin your ass, for the past
Three and a half minutes, you been in it to win it
So you defin-in-it..-itely need to bob your head

And i say!
I'd like to give a shout out to the hollis crew, in there!
My homeboy d.m.c., he's in there!
To my homeboy jam master jay
And the brothers at jmj, you know they in there!
To my man eric blam, in there!
To my man grand wizard cut professor dj dig, definitely in there!
My name is run love and i'm out of here with the afros
And the 40 ounce crew!

Auhhh!

[run]
Yes yes y'all
Off to the lagoon, so soon, my tune'll have room
To go boom so i go to the ?pazoom?
Place where the bass in your face is never 'ternal
Then i ran into my man the alligator so
How you livin like a sucker wife is such a nag
I wish i wish when niggaz fish they'd make a gator bag
But other than that i'm livin fat i got a record deal
Me and this pig got fifty gigs yo homeboy check it squeal
He said his rap and that was that and i was left alone
Let me kick you this lyric
Gather round now hear about the flintstones
Fred and barn' and all the rest of the flintstones
They got a benz with rocks and dark tints homes
Kitted out, vvs the whole bit
People screamin on fred and sayin, "oh shit!"
And then my man fred came home late (doin what?)
Cold beefin bout, mr. slate
And then he walked to the door, seen wilma cryin
Fred said, "yo hoe, i ain't lyin!"
And next thing, you heard a little crunch
Fred fell (what?) result of a punch
And then they got up, and went and got the crew
Back to the hoe's house -
Yabba dabba dabba dabba doo y'all
A dabba doo y'all
And that's comin straight from me to you y'all

[d.m.c.]
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
You need a umbrella if it starts to rain
So why didn't you just bring a raincoat?
And i hope, that you have a boat
Cause my cussin is floodin and you need to stay afloat
Not on water, but on somebody's daughter
You never ever wanna say that you caught a
Breeze, that'll freeze or some kind of the disease
To make you ill and sneeze (ah-choo!)
I'm tryin to tell you baby pop
You press your luck or youse a sucker suckin on a lollipop
You knocked off the boots and only got your shit wet
Needles inject just to disinfect, you're upset
Your stupid monkey-ass didn't protect yourself
Kick the frama lama lama lama lama!
Ah-choo!

[run]
Motherfuckers poppin shit about a nigga goin out
Without a hit or shit to his name to claim
And aim that shit towards me, nah..
That ain't what time it is, cause this is mines and his
'member the crime you did? don't ever close your lid
Cause if you sleep i keep the cheap motherfuckin
Tape you gave me, so behave see
My name is run and i'll run this ruler up your ass
And measure the shit you're poppin
There's no stoppin or coppin or playin with me
You see, i'll break your fuckin neck, i'm deadly!