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I Will (Feat. KXNG Crooked & Royce Da 5'9' & Joell Ortiz)

Eminem I Will (Feat. KXNG Crooked & Royce Da 5'9' & Joell Ortiz) - Music To Be Murdered By
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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, Ferrell
where am I going 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

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

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
Knowing your Smith & Wesson
has never been clutched
Knowing 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

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

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 motherfuck 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 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 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 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 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