Death Will Come

Lyrics

[Intro: Lou Cipher] Turn the beat up a little for me, dog. Yo, it's Lou Cipher. Brooklyn Ac, baby. What? Block McCloud, Diabolic, Pumpkinhead, Will Tell. It's Lou Cipher. What's good? Yo I'm coming in right now (Don't worry, dog). Calm down (It's cool, man). Yo [Verse 1: Lou Cipher] Insane with the speech, so when I lace with pain on the beat There's flames that I speak 'til fire rains in the streets Stay on the creep, the rage of a beast I came to see your fame would be brief and leave you laying in peace Don't go to war now. You couldn't score on fourth down Now watch how the four pound'll have an angel's halo Torn down and turned to a thorned crown 'Cause Cipher's wit makes me the type you don't want to cipher with Plus the pen's moving quick like Michael Vick when I'm writing shit Smooth in a hustle, get your idols ripped and titles stripped The beat by a titan's fist with the tightest grip Have you see how hopeless a life this is Give up and slice your wrist in front of your wife and kids Now you can agree that I'm nice with this I'll let Pump rock and take this break to light your spliff [Verse 2: Pumpkinhead] The Indian giver, Pumpkinhead the pick of the litter Violent when I'm sipping on liquor, I'll kick in your liver Plus I got the ichiest trigger. The pickiest killer Son of Sam run the land like a Richie Rich type of nigga Part of the Ac', type to shoot your heart through your back Boss on the track, the beer-drinking Steve Austin of rap They calling me back. They all want me to sign but they fake In each state, I burn emcees like a Philly cheese steak You bitch, the type to walk to BK to buy me cheese steak This kid's bugging, Easy to Bake like kid's ovens Y'all easy to break, fuck like fifth cousins The shit I spit's tsunami rap that'll lift London [Hook: Block McCloud] (x2) Death will come to those who try to oppose this Flows is out the norm and 'bout to bomb you Take out on you all the bullshit I've gone through On cue, do what we want to [Verse 3: Diabolic] Yo, the reason why my team's seen as live Every opponent forfeits/four fits like between three and five Be advised: I'll murder you—the final deadly sin Be at the gates of Heaven, screaming, "Jesus, let me in" But it's alright. I know you want me to take my own life Then haunt your notebook so you don't got to pay me to ghostwrite I'll hold spite. You playing a role/roll like dice games I'm breaking the mold, told Satan my soul's out his price range Your beliefs'll shatter as the so-called deepest rapper's Feeble data's made equal to fecal matter. See Who captures fate fastest, escapes a straitjacket Says, "Fuck the world," and fathers another eight planets Scan my D.N.A. fabric, clone the genes, attack Then introduce me to the result so I can meet my match It's Diabolic, PH, Cipher, and Block The same soldiers. It's game over, like it or not [Verse 4: Lil Lego] My speech is mean but I ain't even reach a teen Ain't a lot of curse, so my verse is squeaky-clean It's all fresh. Before puberty, my thoughts was naughty The littlest thug walking with the shortest shorties On me, cheap Versace always looking sporty Kiss the girls, make 'em cry like I'm Georgy Porgy Nah, now them other cats should just bow out 'Cause I get small puppy love like Lil' Bow Wow At the Brooklyn Ac' pow wow, I stole the show And I could steal Juliet from little Romeo Don't you know? I rock bling-bling Lock it like Sing Sing mess (Dude, you rule). I'll kick 'em in the ding-ding [Verse 5: Block McCloud:] Block McCloud, I brain storm thoughts, I get 'em in bolt You can't hang, so you just hang your head and you soak Make you want to kill yourself like I'm the head of a cult Poison is better to gulp, quick, then you're dead as a bolt Got it on lock like a federal vote I led the revolt and got more green than the Incredible Hulk After all these years, still ain't missing a step Lift up my left, give you a swift kick in your chest My best foot forward, chicks are impressed. They listened and wept Give 'em a peck, a kiss on they neck, then lick on they breasts They lift up they slip and undress, give me a whiff If it's fish, I'ma step. I'll wish for the best, then scratch and sniff Brooklyn Ac' we divvy the checks from the underground The dungeon sound where the prisoners kept A seasoned vet. See if you can keep in step I got E's for effort 'cause I was the teacher's pet She would pet me. I'd keep her wet She would let me squeeze her breast at recess, then peep the test In between breaths on top of the desk She said, "Block you're the best," and taught me 'bout the opposite sex I rock and I rep Brooklyn Ac'. Hear me when I brawl I'm not just a rapper. I'm also the chairman of the board I'm Block-a-holic, psychotic flows wired like fiber optic With Lou Cipher, Pumpkinhead, and Diabolic [Hook: Block McCloud] (x2) Death will come to those who try to oppose this Flows is out the norm and 'bout to bomb you Take out on you all the bullshit I've gone through On cue, do what we want to