Artist: Eminem

Album: Infinite

Song: Infinite

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 abou t 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 rhy m ing 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, tu r n 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 W h en 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 r e pent 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 Batt l e 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 piece s 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 sentenc e d 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 s h it 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 int e rgalactical 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 Ch o rus: 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}}