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
about
this
For
the
9-6
[Verse
1:]
Ayo,
my
pen
and
paper
cause
a
chain
reaction
To
get
your
brain
relaxing,
a
zany
acting
maniac
in
action
A
brainiac
in
fact
son,
you
mainly
lack
attraction
You
look
insanely
whack
when
just
a
fraction
of
my
tracks
spun
My
rhyming
skills
got
you
climbing
hills
I
travel
through
your
mind
into
you
spine
like
siren
drills
I'm
sliming
grills
of
roaches,
with
sprayed
on
disinfectants
Twist
the
necks
of
rappers
'til
their
spinal
column
disconnects
We
disinfect
then
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
of
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
murderin'
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
of
your
elite
defense
I
got
some
meat
to
mince,
a
crew
to
stomp
and
two
feet
to
rinse
I
greet
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
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:]
You
heard
of
hell
well
I
was
sent
from
it
I
went
to
it
serving
a
sentence
for
murderin'
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
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
tactical,
tact
full
track
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
[Chorus:]
You
heard
of
hell
well
I
was
sent
from
it
I
went
to
it
serving
a
sentence
for
murderin'
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
murderin'
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