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I Will (Explicit)

Eminem, KXNG Crooked, Royce da 5'9", Joell Ortiz
2020-01-175:00 menitLirik sinkron

"I Will (Explicit)" adalah lagu oleh Eminem, KXNG Crooked, Royce da 5'9", Joell Ortiz, 2020, Pop. Durasi lagu 5:00, 128 lines / 1249 words.

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0:03And I don't think that I can stop it (Here it comes)
0:05I do my best to try to block it (Redrum)
0:07I've been sipping on like, vodka (Head's numb)
0:10I'm blacking out, you better watch it (It's bedlam)
0:12I thought I heard a voice in my head that said "Kill"
0:15I had no other choice that was left except fill
0:17My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
0:19He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
0:22He told me there are doubters who question my skill
0:24They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
0:27The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, "Chill
0:29If you want me to murder this beat, then I will"
0:32I'm a long way away from where you are in skill
0:33Foreign wheels, my bitch wearin' four inch heels
0:36She on the orange pill
0:37And she about to start taking off layers like orange peels
0:40Sacha Baron Cohen, Farrell, where am I going with this?
0:43Oh yeah, a bar at will
0:45And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that still
0:47The truth for real, I'm real truth, call that treal
0:48This is my house, this place is mine
0:51Posted on any corner on any coast I'm on
0:53You niggas need to leave that lean, Henny, and coke alone
0:55Tear to the business, married to the strippers, T-Pain
0:58Student of the game pre-Kane, you niggas Post Malone
1:00Elite beat boxer minus the raps
1:03Rollin' with at least three choppers, Ryan is that
1:05I literally keep three shottas
1:07I'm lyrically James Todd, Tariq Trotter minus the cap
1:11I thought I heard a voice in my head that said "Kill"
1:13I had no other choice that was left except fill
1:15My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
1:18He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
1:20He told me there are doubters who question my skill
1:22They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
1:25The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, "Chill
1:27If you want me to murder this beat, then I will"
1:30Yeah, slaughter goons under the moonlight
1:32John Wilkes, that's who I'm in the booth like
1:34Abra— I go ham for dead presidents
1:37And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic
1:40Why would you irrelevant ****s want to rebel against us
1:42Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
1:45Knowing you never been rushed by the most ignorant niggas invented
1:47The nigga gotta send you to the dentist to get a whole row of elephant tusks
1:51Your teeth gone like you been on some meth and some dust forever
1:54I see you, my niggas call me the enemy watcher
1:56The minute we spot ya, the semi'll pop, nigga, we got ya
1:59I'm livin' to conquer, remember the mantra, I'm grippin' the launcher
2:01Like Eminem-Dr. with no guilty conscience
2:03I'm still shockin' like droppin' a boombox in bathwater
2:06More shockin' than a pissed off Blanka
2:09I just finished ****in' a fish called Wanda
2:10I'm finna wander off into yonder
2:13Beyond just mentally stronger, memory monster
2:15I remember the sponsorin' thought that conquered his triple entendre
2:18You the cross of a unicorn and The Unabomber
2:21Quit horsin' around in this building or you a goner
2:23Your Willy Wonka persona won't help you any longer
2:25I'm Optimus, I make prime examples of mini-Tonkas
2:27Hogtie your squad and go bonkers
2:30Spin, grab Denaun's guitar and Honky Tonk ya
2:32Oh, your boss on par like good golfers?
2:35I put a hole in one of you birdies with this Eagle and launch it (Pew)
2:38I thought I heard a voice in my head that said "Kill"
2:40I had no other choice that was left except fill
2:42My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
2:45He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
2:47He told me there are doubters who question my skill
2:50They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
2:52The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, "Chill
2:54If you want me to murder this beat, then I will"
2:57Now this will probably be the most illest shit that I've ever said
2:59God bless the dead and let Biggie possess the pencil lead
3:01They called me a sped and said that I had a messed up head
3:04'Cause I said mother**** school and instead went to special ed
3:06Sippin' Bacardi and lime I start to recollect on the time
3:09That I startled my mom and had her scared to death
3:11Word to Method Man
3:13She heard some Wu-Tang coming from towards the patio
3:15She was like, "What the heck was that?"
3:16She went to check on the noise and go inspect the deck
3:18Then I jumped out with a sword and yelled, "Protect your neck"
3:21Now bow to the Lord, hold up, no, better yet, kneel
3:23Better yet, get down on all fours and take a vow to always
3:26Rejoice in the sound of my voice, bitch, you don't have a choice
3:29Just a third of my will will overpower yours
3:31Using about a fourth to create the amount of force
3:33It'll take to knock out a horse like a tranq full of Tylen— or
3:36Enter my house of whores with a thousand floors
3:38Got a crown of thorns, but it won't fit around the horns
3:41But I'ma keep it a buck like a dollar store
3:44I'm more than you bargained for and I am far more worse
3:46Than a fourty-some bar Lord Jamar verse
3:48Nothing means more than respect, so when I curse
3:51You could say I swore to protect
3:52My image I have zero time or regard for
3:54I never was, been claiming rap when it's not yours
3:57If it was anyone's house G Rap and Rakim would be havin' you mop floors
4:00Run-DMC would be havin' you cleanin' sinks
4:02Yeah, your group was off the chain, but you were the weakest link
4:05Rest of these youngins of mine
4:07Time to start throwing some shade, this time I'm shutting the blinds
4:09'Cause when I'm looking at y'all, shit, it's no wonder it's why
4:11I need a visor, 'cause y'all are just suns in my eyes
4:14Born a cynic and more demented than an orphanage with a morgue up in it
4:17Next door to an abortion clinic
4:19Newborn infants tortured and tormented
4:20With their foreheads dented when they drop 'cause the floor's cemented
4:22Their corpses get ornamented
4:23The corner where the store has been rented
4:25To store them in and the torsos of forty women reported missin'
4:27Distorted, twisted, this isn't no storybook ending
4:29This is only the beginning
4:31So Lord forgive me, I'm hearing voices
4:32I can't ignore them anymore, they're winning
4:34I thought I heard a voice in my head that said "Kill"
4:36I had no other choice that was left except fill
4:39My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
4:41He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
4:43He told me there are doubters who question my skill
4:46They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
4:48The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, "Chill
4:51If you want me to murder this beat, then I will"
4:53And I don't think that I can stop it (Here it comes)
4:56I do my best to try to block it (Redrum)
4:58I've been sipping on like, vodka (Head's numb)
5:00I'm blacking out, you better watch it (It's bedlam)
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 sipping on like, vodka (Head's numb)
I'm blacking out, you better watch it (It's bedlam)
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"
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 taking off layers like orange peels
Sacha Baron Cohen, Farrell, where am I going with this?
Oh yeah, a bar at will
And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that still
The truth for real, I'm real truth, call that treal
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
Tear 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
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"
Yeah, slaughter 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 ****s want to rebel against us
Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Knowing you never been rushed by the most ignorant niggas invented
The nigga 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 Eminem-Dr. with no guilty conscience
I'm still shockin' like droppin' a boombox in bathwater
More shockin' than a pissed off Blanka
I just finished ****in' 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)
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"
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 mother**** 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 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 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
Using 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 whores 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
I never was, been claiming 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 was off the chain, but you were the weakest link
Rest of these youngins of mine
Time to start throwing some shade, this time I'm shutting 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 corner where the store has been 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 hearing voices
I can't ignore them anymore, they're winning
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"
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 sipping on like, vodka (Head's numb)
I'm blacking out, you better watch it (It's bedlam)

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