Connect 4 - Will Tell

Ayyo, tropic reefer, Bloody Mary leaking margarita

Sangre fría, cold-blooded, verbal santería

Fallen horsemen, metamorphous to the form of porcelain

Guard your eyes—no man can stand to my corpse’s coffin

Speed of cobras, the fragrance of Satan’s and demons' odors

Precede Jehovah and others the eyes of the evil ogres

Sacred scripts solidified inside my data chip

Half-man, half-water, walking the corridors of Satan’s pit

I’m more than deep—I smoke the weed up out the coral reef

Vocals that slaughter beats, my raps contain the rawest meat

The holy prophet, the omen arose through a fallen comet

Casted caskets to the corridors of Pontius Pilate

Red desert bird keep the sky lit

Ultraviolet, seven-headed, wild hybrid

We’ll

Break you with word raps, collapse

Fall flat like a drug relapse, hurt

Crack your kneecaps. Catch a flashback

Back, twerp, track your steps on your backslaps

S-slap, take a nap. Wanna scrap?

We could scrap—catch a fist like a cl-clap

My clowns attack, deep impact to be as exact

Bring it back. For a lack, I gots to relax

Protect our flow like prophylact, tough

Smoke a fast act (with a cat), so snatch that

Take two, p-pass that. That Brooklyn Ac' cat

Underground where the rats at

Yo, this

Is business. You get your feelings tossed and millis crossing

Filling ditches, riches get us fixed, we’re killing snitches

Will’s to riches, fortuneteller. Hell, he’s clocking dough like Rockefeller

McCloud, I rock the flow Blockapella

You «Put It In Your Mouth,» I’m Blockinyele when I bust mine, you find it

Hot in your belly. «Who Shot Ya?» Machiavelli

I hold stock in every endeavor to give me leverage, the cleverest

Never missed, devilish but cool like a beverage

Ace the test, faced the best and made a message

Raise your essence, spray their flesh—it lays in lessons

Made examples of, Will lay the samples loved. Women, I

Damped their rug. Thugs, I amp ‘em up to champ above all

Still on the rise, I don’t compromise. I conquer

Bomb from skies, swamp you, stomp your lies

Beyond your wildest dreams, my style just gleams like a

Jagged edge, a dagger wedged in a violent scene

Your mouth the shape of a silent scream, body uniden-

-tifiable. When my temper rise, I’m liable

To end your lives. Sea-temperature dives, lending eyes to the blind

The words I emphasize create an enterprise

I hold no grudge, show no love. Feel a cold

Slug travel through your froze mug. My cold blood oppose

Thugs, pose with eyes closed and hold blunts

Kick your stomach ‘til you blow chunks. We ‘bout to blow up

Heavy velocity, philosophy with the ferocity of

A lion tearing apart your body seams, a nightmare

That makes your mommy scream in a dark corner

On a rocking chair, guzzling Cask & Cream. I see things like (Yo)

Fiends fight for hits of the pipe, gripping a knife

A victim of Christ sipping on ice, smothered in vodka

Living the life, jigging your wife from a position that’s tight

Light trees, give me the sight like a pigeon in flight

Yo, yo, I don’t play games in this rap shit, rip a track

Shit, clip the plastic, spit acid, burn fabrics (What?)

Hold steel like blacksmiths, rock an Avirex bulletproof jacket

For the racket, talking with a Brooklyn accent (Bitch)