[Verse 1] Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxing, the zany acting maniac in action A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my track spun My rhyming skills got you climbing hills I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills I'm sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects 'em Twisting necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog This is the season for noise pollution, contamination Examination of more cartoons than animation My lamination of narration Hits a snare and bass on a track fucked up rapper interrogation When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring Gazing I turn the stage into a barren wasteland
[Hook] I'm Infinite, you heard of hell? Well I was sent from it I went to it serving a sentence 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 in your elite defense I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp and then two feet to rinse I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans My coiled hands around this microphone are 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 lonely one Imitator intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminator There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus Fuck around and catch all the venereal diseases My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces My a capella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesis It eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally With 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 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 nestler, slam it like a wrestler Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler No one is specialer, my skill is intergalactical I get cynical, act 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 let a tactical, tactful track tickle 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 So 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 tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit