Infinite Lyrics - Infinite - Eminem

[Intro] 

Aw, yeah (It's like this, like this) 

It's Eminem, baby 

Back up in that motherfuckin' ass 

(Till forever, till forever) 

We represent the 313—you know what I'm sayin'? 

Yo, they don't know shit about this, for the '96 

[Verse 1] 

Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction 

To get your brain relaxin', the zany actin' maniac in action 

A brainiac in fact, son, you mainly lack attraction 

You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks run 

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I'm slimin' grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects 

And twistin' necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects 

Put this in decks and check the monologue 

Turn your system up, twist 'em up 

And indulge in the marijuana smog 

My lamination of nar-er-ration, hits a snare and bass 

On a track for interrogation 

When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be starin' gazin' 

I turn the stage into a barren wasteland; 

[Hook] 

I went to it, servin' a sentence 

For murderin' instruments 

Now I'm tryin' to repent from it 

But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted 

To make another attempt at it; 

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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 leakin' like oil pans 

My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal 

One thought in my cerebral 

Is deeper than 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 lonely one 

Imitator, intimidator, stimulator 

Simulator of data, eliminator 

it eases you mentally 

Gently, sentimentally, instrumentally 

With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite 

[Hook] 

I went to it, servin' a sentence 

For murderin' instruments 

Now I'm tryin' to repent from it 

But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted 

To make another attempt at it; 

Man, I got evidence, I'm never dense 

And I've been clever ever since my residence was hesitant 

To do some shit that represents the MO 

So I'm assumin' all responsibility 

'Cause there's a monster real in me 

That always wants to kill emcees 

Mic nestler, slammin' like a wrestler 

Here to make a mess of a lyric-smugglin' embezzler 

I get cynical, act a fool 

Then I send a crew back to school 

In fact, I can't see, or can't imagine 

A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratchin' 

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 

'cause once you make an instant hit 

I'm tensed a bit,and tempted 

When I see the sins my friends commit; 

[Hook] 

I went to it, servin' a sentence 

For murderin' instruments 

Now I'm tryin' to repent from it 

But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted 

To make another attempt at it; 

I went to it, servin' a sentence 

For murderin' instruments 

Now I'm tryin' to repent from it 

But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted 

To make another attempt at it; 

[Outro] 

'95, '96 ('96) 

And on and on and on (and on and on)