Eminem, KXNG Crooked, Royce 5’9, Joell Ortiz — I Will
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[Intro: Eminem]
And I don’t think that I can stop it, (Here it comes)
I do my best to try to block it, (Redrum)
I’ve been sippin’ on like, vodka, (Head’s numb)
I’m blackin’ out, you better watch it. (It’s bedlam)
[Chorus: Eminem]
I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, «Kill!»
I had no other choice that was left except fill
My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil,
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will.
He told me there are doubters who question my skill,
They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, «Chill,
If you want me to murder this beat, then I will!»
[Verse 1: Royce da 5’9″]
I’m a long way away from where you are in skill,
Foreign wheels, my bitch wearin’ four-inch heels,
She on the orange pill
And she about to start takin’ off layers like orange peels.
Sacha Baron Cohen, Ferrell, where am I goin’ with this?
Oh yeah, I bar at will.
And when you throw the iron in it, I’m all that still,
The truth for real, I’m real true, call that trill,
This is my house, this place is mine.
Posted on any corner on any coast I’m on,
You niggas need to leave that lean, Henny, and coke alone,
Terror to the business, married to the strippers, T-Pain,
Student of the game pre-Kane, you niggas Post Malone.
Elite beat boxer minus the raps,
Rollin’ with at least three choppers, Ryan is that,
I literally keep three shottas,
I’m lyrically James Todd, Tariq Trotter minus the cap.
[Chorus: Eminem]
I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, «Kill!»
I had no other choice that was left except fill
My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil,
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will.
He told me there are doubters who question my skill,
They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, «Chill,
If you want me to murder this beat, then I will!»
[Verse 2: KXNG Crooked]
Manslaughter goons under the moonlight,
John Wilkes, that’s who I’m in the booth like,
Abra– I go ham for dead presidents,
And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic.
Why would you irrelevant fucks want to rebel against us,
Knowin’ your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Knowin’ you never been rushed by the most ignorant niggas invented,
Them niggas gotta send you to the dentist to get a whole row of elephant tusks,
Your teeth gone like you been on some meth and some dust forever,
I see you, my niggas call me the enemy watcher,
The minute we spot ya, the semi’ll pop, nigga, we got ya.
I’m livin’ to conquer, remember the mantra, I’m grippin’ the launcher
Like Em and the Doctor with no guilty conscience,
I’m still shockin’ like droppin’ a boombox in bathwater,
More shockin’ than a pissed off Blanka.
[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]
I just finished fuckin’ a fish called Wanda,
I’m finna wander off into yonder,
Beyond just mentally stronger, memory monster,
I remember the sponsorin’ thought that conquered his triple entendre.
You the cross of a unicorn and The Unabomber,
Quit horsin’ around in this building or you a goner,
Your Willy Wonka persona won’t help you any longer,
I’m Optimus, I make prime examples of mini-Tonkas.
Hogtie your squad and go bonkers,
Spin, grab Denaun’s guitar and Honky Tonk ya,
Oh, your boss on par like good golfers?
I put a hole in one of you birdies with this Eagle and launch it. (Pew)
[Chorus: Eminem]
I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, «Kill!»
I had no other choice that was left except fill
My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil,
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will.
He told me there are doubters who question my skill,
They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, «Chill,
If you want me to murder this beat, then I will!»
[Verse 4: Eminem]
Now this will probably be the most illest shit that I’ve ever said,
God bless the dead and let Biggie possess the pencil lead,
They called me a sped and said that I had a messed up head,
‘Cause I said, “Mothafuck school!” and instead went to special ed.
Sippin’ Bacardi and lime I start to recollect on the time
That I startled my mom and had her scared to death,
Word to Method Man,
She heard some Wu-Tang comin’ from towards the patio,
She was like, «What the heck was that?»
She went to check on the noise and go inspect the deck,
Then I jumped out with a sword and yelled, «Protect your neck!»
Now bow to the Lord, hold up, no, better yet, kneel
Better yet, get down on all fours and take a vow to always
Rejoice in the sound of my voice, bitch, you don’t have a choice,
Just a third of my will will overpower yours,
Usin’ about a fourth to create the amount of force
It’ll take to knock out a horse like a tranq full of Tylen– or
Enter my house of horrors with a thousand floors,
Got a crown of thorns, but it won’t fit around the horns
But I’ma keep it a buck like a dollar store,
I’m more than you bargained for and I am far more worse
Than a fourty-some bar Lord Jamar verse,
Nothing means more than respect, so when I curse
You could say I swore to protect
My image, I have zero time or regard for
A never-was, been claimin’ rap when it’s not yours,
If it was anyone’s house G Rap and Rakim would be havin’ you mop floors,
Run-D.M.C. would be havin’ you cleanin’ sinks,
Yeah, your group was off the chain, but you were the weakest link.
Rest of these youngins of mine,
Time to start throwin’ some shade, this time I’m shuttin’ the blinds
‘Cause when I’m looking at y’all, shit, it’s no wonder it’s why
I need a visor, ’cause y’all are just suns in my eyes.
Born a cynic and more demented than an orphanage with a morgue up in it
Next door to an abortion clinic,
Newborn infants tortured and tormented
With their foreheads dented when they drop, ’cause the floor’s cemented,
Their corpses get ornamented,
The coroner with a storage bin rented
To store them in and the torsos of forty women reported missin’,
Distorted, twisted, this isn’t no storybook ending,
This is only the beginning,
So Lord forgive me, I’m hearin’ voices
I can’t ignore them anymore, they’re winnin’.
[Chorus: Eminem]
I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, «Kill!»
I had no other choice that was left except fill
My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil,
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will.
He told me there are doubters who question my skill,
They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, «Chill,
If you want me to murder this beat, then I will!»
[Outro: Eminem]
And I don’t think that I can stop it, (Here it comes)
I do my best to try to block it, (Redrum)
I’ve been sippin’ on like, vodka, (Head’s numb)
I’m blackin’ out, you better watch it. (It’s bedlam)
