[Chorus:] You heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it serving a time for murderin` instruments Now I`m trying to repent from it But when I see the beat I`m tempted to make another try at it_ I`m Infinite
[Verse 2:] Bust it, I let the get commence so I can beat the smell of your elite defense I got some substance to mince, a crowd to stump and two feet to rinse I recognize the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands My coil hands around this microphone are lethal One opinion in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people MC`s are feeble, I came to get some pandemonium Battle a lot of phony MC`s and bear the just one Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator There`s never been a greater since the burial of Jesus Fuck around and get all of the venereal diseases My thesis will strike 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 serving a time for murderin` instruments Now I`m trying to repent from it But when I see the beat I`m tempted to make another try at it_ I`m Infinite
[Verse 3:] Man I got evidence I`m never dense and I been clever ever since My abode 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 get a lot of a lyric smuggling embezzler No one is specialer, My skill is intergalactical I get cynical act a mark then I direct a crew back to school I never packed a cock or acted cool, it wasn`t practical I`d rather let a tactical, tact full track your picture In fact I can`t see, or can`t imagine A man who ain`t a fan 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 have an instant hit I`m tensed a bit and 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 serving a time for murderin` instruments Now I`m trying to repent from it But when I see the beat I`m tempted to make another try at it_ I`m Infinite You heard of hell well I was sent from it I went to it serving a conviction for murderin` instruments Now I`m trying to repent from it But when I see the beat I`m tempted to take another try at it_ I`m Infinite
[Eminem- Infinite Lyrics]
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