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Back from Hell

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Hip-hop/Rap

Back from Hell est sorti le 16 octobre 1990 par Arista dans le cadre de l'album Back from Hell

Détails du titre

AlbumBack from Hell

Date de sortie16 octobre 1990

LabelArista

Qualité mélodique

Acoustique

Valence

Dansabilité

Énergie

BPM100

PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

Run-DMC

Interprète

Stanley Brown

Claviers

David Reeves

Chœurs

Jason Mizell

Claviers

Tahirah Walker

Chœurs

Bobby "Afro" Walker

Bobby "Afro" Walker

Chœurs

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Jason Mizell

Composition

Stanley Brown

Paroles

Joseph Ward Simmons

Joseph Ward Simmons

Composition

D. McDaniels

Composition

PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Run-DMC

Production

Jam Master Jay

Production

Larry Smith

Co‑production

Ted Sabety

Ingénierie de mixage

Julio Peno

Ingénierie

David Kennedy

Ingénierie de mixage

Roey Shamir

Ingénierie de mixage

Howie Weinberg

Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

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*}

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

**** 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*}

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, **** 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*}

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!"

Written by: Darryl McDaniels, Glen E. Friedman, Jason Mizell, Joseph Ward Simmons, Lawrence Smith, S. Brown

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