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  • Текст песни Eminem - Infinite

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    [Intro:]
    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...

    Aiyyo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
    To get your brain relaxin, a zany actin maniac in action
    A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
    You insanely whack with 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 pills or roaches, we sprayed and disinfects
    and twist the necks of 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 in a 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 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.

    Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
    I got some meat to mince, some fruit to stomp,and then two feet to rinse
    I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
    I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands
    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 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]

    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 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 tractical, 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...
    I'm Infinite

    [Chorus X2]

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