I Will (feat. KXNG Crooked, Royce da 5'9" & Joell Ortiz)

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 my vodka

Head's numb

I'm blackin' out, you better watch it

It's bedlam

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 were 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

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 peel

Sacha Baron Cohen, Ferrell, where am I goin' with this?

Okay, a bar at will

And when you throw the iron in it, yeah, 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 **** 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 **** Post Malone

Elite beatboxer minus the raps

Rollin' with a least three choppers

Ryan is that

I literally keep three shottas

I'm lyrically James Todd, Tariq Trotter

Minus the cap

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 were 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

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 boom mic

Why would you irrelevant fucks wanna rebel against us?

Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched

Knowing you've never been rushed by the most ignorant **** invented

A **** 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 ya, my **** call me 'The Enemy Watcher'

The minute we spot ya, the semi'll pop, ****, 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' the boombox in bathwater

More shockin' than a pissed-off Blanka

I just finished fuckin' a fish called Wanda

I'm finna wander off into yonder

Beyond just mentally strong, a memory monster

I remember the sponsorin' though that conquered this 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

Hog-tie your squad and go bonkers

Spin, grab ya now like guitar and honky-tonk ya

All your bars sub-bar like good golfers

I'll put a hole-in-one of your birdies with this Eagle and launch it

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 were 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

This 'll 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 "Motherfuck school!" and instead went to 'Special Ed'

Sippin' Bacardi and lime I start to recollect

On the time when I startled my mom and had her scared to death

Word to Method Man, she heard some Wu-Tang coming 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 Ya 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, but you don't have a choice

Just a third of my will, will overpower yours

Using about a fourth to create the amount of force it'd 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 forty-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

Or 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 DMC would be havin' you cleanin' sinks

Yeah, your group is off the chain but you are the weakest link

Rest of these youngins of mine, time to start throwing some shade

This time I'm shutting the blind

'Cause when I'm lookin' at y'all, shit, it's no wonder just why I need a visor

'Cause y'all are just sons 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're dropped

'Cause the floor's cemented

Their corpses get ornamented

The corner where the store's been rented to store them in

And the torsos of forty women reported missing

Distorted, twisted, this isn't no storybook ending

This is only the beginning, so, Lord, forgive me

I'm hearing voices I can't ignore them anymore

They're winning

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 were 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

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 my vodka

Head's numb

I'm blackin' out, you better watch it

It's bedlam