Brooklyn Academy, Diabolic, LouCipher - Death Will Come lyrics

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

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

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

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

Yo, the reason why my team’s seen as live
Every opponent forfeit's
Four fit's 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 DNA 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

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

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
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