Pumpkinhead - d**h Will Come lyrics

Turn the beat up a little for me dawg Yo it's Lou Cipher Brooklyn Ac baby, what Block McCloud, Diabolic Pumpkinhead, Will ?? It's Lou Cipher, what's good Yo I'm coming in right now, ?? ?? [Verse 1 - Lou Cipher:] Yo insane with the speech, so when I lace pain on the beat There's flames that I speak, 'till fire rains in the streets Stay on the creek, the rage of a beast I came to see your fame will be brief, and leave you layin' in peace Don't go to war now, you couldn't score on fourth down Now watch how the four pound I'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 sh** Smooth when I hustle, get your idols ripped and titles stripped By 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 punk rock, and take this break to light your spliff [Verse 2 - Pumpkinhead:] ?? give a, Pumpkinhead to pick it a little Violent when I'm sippin' on liquor, I'll kick in your liver Plus I got the ichiest trigger, the piggiest <--(?) k**er Son of Sam run the land, like a richy-rich type of n***a Part of the act, type to shoot your heart thru your back Boss on the track, the beer drinker, Steve Austin of rap They callin' me back, they all want me to sign but they fake In each state, I burn emcees like a Philly cheese steak You b**h, the type to walk to B.K. to buy me cheese steak This kid's buggin', easy to bake like kid's ovens Y'all easy to break, f** like fifth cousins The sh** I spit's tsunami rap, that'll lift London Chorus: d**h will come to those who try to oppose this ?? out the norm and 'bout to bomb you Take out on you, all the bullsh** I've gone thru On queue, DO WHAT WE WANT TO [2X] [Verse 3 - Diabolic:] Yo, the reason why my team seen as live Every opponent forfeits like between 3 and 5 Be advised, I'll murder you, the final deadly sin Be at the gates of heaven screamin', Jesus let me in But it's all right, I know you want me to take my own life Then haunt your notebook, so you don't got to pay me to ghost-write I hold spite, you playin' the role like dice games, I'm breakin' the mold Told Satan my soul's out his price range, your beliefs will shatter As the so-called deepest rappers, feeble data is made equal to fecal matter See who captures fate fastest, escapes a straight jacket Says f** the world, and fathers and other eight planets Scan my D.N.A. fabric, clone the genes attacked 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 squeeky clean It's all fresh, before puberty my thoughts is naughty The little-ist thug, walkin' with the shortest shorties And me, Chief ?? always lookin' sporty 'Cause the girl make you cry like I'm Georgy-Porgy Na not a mother, you guys 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 and ?? You can't hang, so you just hang your head and you soak Make you want to k** yourself, like I'm the head of a cult Poison is better to go, quick then you're dead as a boat Got it on lock, like a federal vote I'll let the revolt, and got more green than the Incredible Hulk After all these years still ain't missin' a step Lift up my lift, give you a swift kick in your chest My best foot forward, chicks are impressed, they listen and wept Give 'em a peck, a kiss on they neck, then lick on they breasts They lift up they slippin' in dress Give me a wiff, if it's fish, I'mma stop I'm with of the best of scratch and sniff Brooklyn Ac we give you the checks from the underground The dunjeon sound where the prisoner's kept A season vet, see if you can keep and 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 peek the test In between breaths on top of the desk She said Block you're the best, and taught me 'bout the opposite s** I rock and I rap, Brooklyn Ac, hear me when I ?? I'm not just a rapper, I'm also the chairman of the board I'm Block-a-holic, pyschotic flows wide like fiber optic With Lou Cipher, Pumpkinhead, and Diabolic [Chorus]