This day in music history.

October 30, 2002, Jam Master Jay is executed by an assassin's single bullet. Jay was shot and killed in his Jamaica, Queens, recording studio, another person (Urieco Rinconin) in the room was hit in the ankle with the ricochet. Although there is a reward of more than $300,000, the crime remains unsolved. Born Jason William Mizell , he was 37 at the time of his death and a father of three.
Back From Hell by Run-DMC
On the lower level where the devils dwell.
Comin from the one, comin back from hell
from the depths of hell
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 cigarette
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
from the depths of hell
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 builda flyer empire,
higher, still runnin the 'ville
from the depths of hell
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
from the depths of hell