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        Oh yeah, this is Eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass
    One time for your mother fucking mind, we represent the 313
    You know what I'm saying?, cause they don't know shit about this
    For the 9-6
    Verse 1:
    Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
    To get your brain relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action
    A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
    You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun
    My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
    I travel through your mind until you spine like siren drills
    I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
    With some ex rappers till their spinal column disconnects
    We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
    Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smoke
    This is the season for noise pollution contamination
    Examination of more cartoons than animation
    My lamination of narration
    Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation
    When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
    I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
    I'm Infinite
    Chorus:
    You heard of hell well I was sent from it
    I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
    Now I'm trying to repent from it
    But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
    I'm Infinite
    Verse 2:
    Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense of your elite defense
    I got to meet the fence fruit was stompin at your feet to rinse
    I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
    I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands
    My coil hands around this microphone lethal
    One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
    MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
    Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the only one
    Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator
    There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
    Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases
    My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
    My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
    And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
    With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
    Chorus:
    You heard of hell well I was sent from it
    I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
    Now I'm trying to repent from it
    But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
    I'm Infinite
    Verse 3:
    Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever ever since
    My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
    So I'm assuming all responsibility
    Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
    Mic messaler, slamming like a wrestler
    Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
    No one is speacialer, My skill is intergalactical
    I get cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to school
    I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
    I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, track for your fancy
    In fact I can't see, or can't imagine
    A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
    This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
    Plus the man who never had a plan B
    Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit
    I'm tense to be tempted when I see the sins my friends commit...
    I'm Infinite
    Chorus:
    You heard of hell well I was sent from it
    I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
    Now I'm trying to repent from it
    But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
    I'm Infinite
    You heard of hell well I was sent from it
    I went to it's surface and sentenced for murdering instruments
    Now I'm trying to repent from it
    But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it...
    I'm Infinite
     
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