I Will
Eminem Lyrics

And I don't think that I can stop it, here it comes
I feel that I have no control over what's about to happen, it's inevitable

I do my best to try to block it, redrum
I make an effort to resist it, but it's like trying to stop a murder (redrum is murder spelled backward)

I've been sipping on like, vodka, head's numb
I've been drinking heavily, my mind is numb

I'm blacking out, you better watch it, it's bedlam
I'm losing consciousness, things are spiraling out of control, chaos is coming

I thought I heard a voice in my head that said, "Kill"
I had a disturbing thought that urged me to act violently

I had no other choice that was left except fill
I had no alternative option but to comply

My pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
My words are like lethal weapons, inspired by evil influences

He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
The devil wants me to completely dominate and excel in this song, and I will fulfill his wish

He told me there are doubters who question my skill
The devil informed me that there are people who doubt my talent and abilities

They wanna put my style to the test, am I still
They want to challenge and evaluate my artistic style and see if I'm still as good as before

The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, "Chill
They desire to be recognized as the greatest, to take my place of prominence, but I tell them to calm down

If you want me to murder this beat, then I will
If they want me to completely conquer and outshine this musical composition, I'm willing to do so

I'm a long way away from where you are in skill
I am far superior and more skilled than you are

Foreign wheels, my bitch wearin' four inch heels
I drive expensive cars, my partner is wearing high heels

She on the orange pill
She is under the influence of drugs, specifically ecstasy (the orange pill)

And she about to start takin' off layers like orange peels
She is about to undress and reveal herself, just like peeling off layers of an orange

Sacha Baron Cohen, Farrell, where am I going with this?
I'm referencing actors Sacha Baron Cohen and Will Farrell, questioning the direction of my previous statements

Oh yeah, a bar at will
Oh yeah, I can freestyle and rap with great skill whenever I want

And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that still
Even when you add difficulty or challenge to my performance (iron), I am still the best

The truth for real, I'm real truth, call that trill
I'm genuinely honest and authentic, that's the real truth, it's called being true and real (trill)

This is my house, this place is mine
I dominate and rule over this industry, I'm in control

Posted on any corner on any coast I'm on
I am respected and influential in any location or region I'm present in

You niggas need to leave that lean, Henny, and coke alone
You guys should stop abusing drugs like lean (codeine), Hennessy, and cocaine

Terror to the business, married to the strippers, T-Pain
I bring fear to the music industry and have close relationships with strippers, akin to the artist T-Pain

Student of the game pre-Kane, you niggas Post Malone
I've been studying and mastering the rap game since before Big Daddy Kane, while you guys are just like the artist Post Malone, less skilled and experienced

Elite beatboxer minus the raps
I am an exceptional beatboxer without needing to rely on my rapping skills

Rollin' with at least three choppers, Ryan is that
I'm carrying at least three guns (choppers), Ryan (possibly a reference to a person or a slang term) represents that

I literally keep three shottas
I have three gunmen (shottas) with me at all times

I'm lyrically James Todd, Tariq Trotter minus the cap
I am as skilled and talented in lyrics as James Todd Smith (LL Cool J) and Tariq Trotter (Black Thought from The Roots), without any pretense

Yeah, Slaughter goons under the moonlight
My crew (Slaughterhouse) is capable of causing harm and violence in the darkness

John Wilkes, that's who I'm in the booth like
I'm comparing myself to John Wilkes Booth, the actor who assassinated President Abraham Lincoln, indicating my intense and deadly presence in the recording booth

Ay, bruh, I go ham for dead presidents
I am willing to go to great lengths and put in maximum effort for money and power

And everything I record is over your head like a boom mic
The depth and complexity of my lyrics and music are beyond your comprehension, just like how a boom microphone is positioned above your head

Why would you irrelevant fucks wanna rebel against us
Why would you insignificant individuals want to challenge or defy us?

Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Despite claiming to be armed with a Smith & Wesson gun, you've never actually used it in any real confrontation

Knowing you never been rushed by the most ignorant niggas invented
Knowing that you have never faced aggression or violence from the most foolish and unintelligent people ever created

The nigga gotta send you to the dentist to get a whole row of elephant tusks
Those individuals would have to physically assault you so severely that you would need dental work equivalent to fitting an entire row of elephant tusks

Your teeth gone like you been on some meth and some dust forever
Your teeth are severely damaged, as if you've been abusing methamphetamine and cocaine for a long time

I see you, my niggas call me the enemy watcher
I perceive your actions and behaviors, my companions consider me an observer of our adversaries

The minute we spot ya, the semi'll pop, nigga, we got ya
As soon as we locate you, we'll use a semi-automatic weapon to shoot at you, we have you under control

I'm livin' to conquer, remember the mantra, I'm grippin' the launcher
I strive to overcome challenges, remember my guiding principle, I firmly hold the weapon (launcher)

Like Em and the Doctor, with no guilty conscience
Similar to the partnership between Eminem and Dr. Dre, I pursue my goals without any feelings of remorse or guilt

I'm still shockin' like droppin' a boombox in bathwater
I continue to surprise and shock people, like the unexpected act of dropping a boombox into a bathtub filled with water

More shockin' than a pissed off Blanka
Even more astonishing and electrifying than Blanka, a character from the video game Street Fighter known for his electric attacks when angry

I just finished fuckin' a fish called Wanda
I just engaged in sexual activity with a woman named Wanda (possibly a metaphorical reference to a promiscuous person)

I'm finna wander off into yonder
I'm about to aimlessly wander and explore that distant place

Beyond just mentally stronger, memory monster
I possess mental strength beyond normal capabilities, with an extraordinary memory

I remember the sponsorin' thought that conquered his triple entendre
I recall the thought behind his triple entendre that effectively impressed and captivated the audience

You the cross of a unicorn and The Unabomber
You are a bizarre combination, like a mix between a mystical creature (unicorn) and the infamous terrorist, The Unabomber

Quit horsin' around in this building or you a goner
Stop fooling around or playing games in this establishment, or you will be in grave danger

Your Willy Wonka persona won't help you any longer
Your playful and deceptive persona like Willy Wonka from the book/movie won't save you anymore

I'm Optimus, I make prime examples of mini-Tonkas
I'm like Optimus Prime from Transformers, defeating and overpowering small, insignificant opponents (mini-Tonkas)

Hogtie your squad and go bonkers
I will restrain and immobilize your entire group, driving them crazy

Spin, grab Denaun's guitar and Honky Tonk ya
As a metaphoric act of aggression, I will forcefully spin and take Denaun's guitar, then directly confront and attack you

All your bars subpar like good golfers
All your lyrics and rap skills are below average, just like amateur golf players

I put a hole in one of you birdies with this Eagle and launch it (pew)
I will hit and defeat one of you weak opponents with my powerful punchlines and wordplay (compared to a hole in one in golf), using the metaphor of an eagle as a symbol of victory

Now this will probably be the most illest shit that I've ever said
This will likely be the most impressive and powerful statement I've ever made

God bless the dead and let Biggie possess the pencil lead
I pay respects to the deceased (in this case, rapper The Notorious B.I.G.) and seek inspiration from his spirit to create compelling lyrics

They called me a sped and said that I had a messed up head
They labeled me as mentally impaired and claimed that I had a disordered mind

'Cause I said, "Motherfuck school" and instead went to special ed
Because I expressed my strong disregard for traditional education and instead pursued education in special education programs

Sippin' Bacardi and lime, I start to recollect on the time
Drinking Bacardi and lime, I begin to recall past memories

That I startled my mom and had her scared to death
I remember the moment when I surprised my mother and frightened her greatly

Word to Method Man
I give my word and show respect to rapper Method Man, also a member of the Wu-Tang Clan

She heard some Wu-Tang coming from towards the patio
My mother heard music from the Wu-Tang Clan playing from outside near the patio

She was like, "What the heck was that?"
She was confused and surprised by the sound she heard

She went to check on the noise and go inspect the deck
She went to investigate the source of the sound and check the deck area

Then I jumped out with a sword and yelled, "Protect your neck"
Suddenly, I appeared with a sword, shouting a Wu-Tang Clan reference ("Protect Ya Neck"), creating a moment of fear and surprise

Now bow to the Lord, hold up, no, better yet, kneel
Now show respect and submission to me, or rather, get on your knees as a sign of complete surrender

Better yet, get down on all fours and take a vow to always
Even better, get down on your hands and knees and make a solemn promise to always

Rejoice in the sound of my voice, bitch, you don't have a choice
Find joy in listening to my voice, you have no option but to comply, addressed insultingly

Just a third of my will will overpower yours
Just a portion of my determination and drive will effortlessly exceed yours

Using about a fourth to create the amount of force
I only need a fraction of my strength to generate a significant amount of power

It'll take to knock out a horse like a tranq full of Tylenol
It would be enough to incapacitate and render a horse unconscious, much like a tranquilizer loaded with Tylenol

Enter my house of horrors with a thousand floors
Prepare to experience my world of terrifying and complex lyrics, represented as a multi-leveled house of horror

Got a crown of thorns, but it won't fit around the horns
I possess a crown of pain and suffering, but it can't be worn by anyone else except me

But I'ma keep it a buck like a dollar store
But I will always keep it completely honest and real, similar to cheap items in a dollar store

I'm more than you bargained for and I am far more worse
I exceed your expectations and I am much more formidable and dangerous

Than a forty-some bar Lord Jamar verse
I am more intense and aggressive than a verse from Lord Jamar (member of the group Brand Nubian) that spans over 40 bars

Nothing means more than respect, so when I curse
Respect is the most important thing to me, so when I swear or use profanity

You could say I swore to protect
It signifies my commitment to defending and preserving my image and reputation

My image I have zero time or regard for
I have no time or care for how others perceive me or my public image

A never was, been claiming rap when it's not yours
You are an irrelevant person who falsely claims ownership of rap music when it isn't your genre

If it was anyone's house, G Rap and Rakim would be havin' you mop floors
If rap belonged to someone, influential artists like Kool G Rap and Rakim would have you working as their janitor

Run-DMC would be havin' you cleanin' sinks
Respected rap group Run-DMC would have you doing menial tasks like cleaning sinks

Yeah, your group was off the chain, but you were the weakest link
Yes, your musical group was energetic and exciting, but you were the least talented member

Rest of these youngins of mine
The rest of my fellow young and talented artists who are part of my circle

Time to start throwing some shade, this time I'm shutting the blinds
It's time to criticize and mock others, but this time I'm doing it more harshly and completely cutting them off

'Cause when I'm looking at y'all, shit, it's no wonder it's why
Because when I observe and assess all of you, it's no surprise or wonder why

I need a visor, 'cause y'all are just sons in my eyes
I need a visor, or visor-like filter, because you are all inferior and insignificant in my eyes, like my own sons

Born a cynic and more demented than an orphanage with a morgue up in it
I was born with a skeptical and twisted mindset, even more disturbed than an orphanage with a morgue inside

Next door to an abortion clinic, newborn infants tortured and tormented
In close proximity to an abortion clinic, where innocent newborns are subjected to pain and suffering

With their foreheads dented when they drop 'cause the floor's cemented
Their heads become deformed when they fall, since the floor is hardened with cement

Their corpses get ornamented
Their dead bodies are decorated or adorned in some way

The coroner with a storage bin rented
The person responsible for examining the bodies rents a storage container to hold them

To store them in and the torsos of forty women reported missin'
To keep them in along with the bodies of forty missing women

Distorted, twisted, this isn't no storybook ending
Distorted and twisted, this is not a happy and idealized conclusion like in a fairytale

This is only the beginning
This is just the starting point of something much larger and more intense

So Lord forgive me, I'm hearing voices
I ask for forgiveness from God because I am hearing voices in my head

I can't ignore them anymore, they're winning
I can no longer disregard or dismiss these voices, they are starting to have control and influence over me