Infinite

Oh yeah, this is Eminem baby, back up in that motherfucking ass
 One time for your motherfucking mind, we represent the 313
 You know what I'm saying, 'cause they don't know shit about this
 For the 9-6
 Ayo, my pen and paper 'cause a chain reaction
 To get your brain relaxin', a zany act, a maniac in action
 A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
 You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run
 My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
 I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
 I'm sliming rills of roaches, when sprayed in this infections
 Twistin' necks of rappers till 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
 Hit's a snare and bass in the 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
 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
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 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 than a Jeep full of people
 MCs 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 of the venereal diseases
 My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
 My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
 That eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
 With entity, dementedly meant to be 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
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 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 assumin' all responsibility
 'Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
 Mic nestler, slamming 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
 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
 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
 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
 '95, '96
 And on and on, and on and on