Infinite
[Verse 1]Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reactionTo get your brain relaxing, the zany acting maniac in actionA brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attractionYou look insanely whack when just a fraction of my track spunMy rhyming skills got you climbing hillsI travel through your mind into your spine like siren drillsI'm sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects 'emTwisting necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnectsPut this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system upTwist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smogThis is the season for noise pollution, contaminationExamination of more cartoons than animationMy lamination of narrationHits a snare and bass on a track fucked up rapper interrogationWhen I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staringGazing I turn the stage into a barren wasteland
[Hook]I'm Infinite, you heard of hell? Well I was sent from itI went to it serving a sentence for murdering instrumentsNow I'm trying to repent from it but when I hear the beatI'm tempted to make another attempt at it, I'm Infinite
[Verse 2]Bust itI let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defenseI got some meat to mince, fruit to stomp and then two feet to rinseI greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fansI foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pansMy coiled hands around this microphone are lethalOne thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of peopleMC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemoniumBattle a band of phony MC's and stand the lonely oneImitator intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminatorThere's never been a greater since the burial of JesusFuck around and catch all the venereal diseasesMy thesis will smash a stereo to piecesMy a capella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesisIt eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentallyWith entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
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[Verse 3]Man I got evidence, I'm never dense and I've been clever ever sinceMy residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-OSo I'm assuming all responsibilityCause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC'sMic nestler, slam it like a wrestlerHere to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzlerNo one is specialer, my skill is intergalacticalI get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to schoolI never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practicalI'd rather let a tactical, tactful track tickle your fancyIn fact I can't see, or can't imagineA man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratchingSo this is for my family, the kid who had a cameoOn my last jam plus the man who never had a plan BBe all you can be, cause once you make an instant hitI'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit
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