Infinite (F.B.T. Remix) - Eminem.mp3

[00:02.86]Ah, yeah (It's like this, like this)
[00:04.69]This is Eminem, baby, back up in that mother****ing ass
[00:09.32]('Til forever, 'til forever)
[00:10.75]One time for your mother****ing mind (For MC's, MC's)
[00:13.52]We represent the 313, you know what I’m saying?
[00:18.11]Yo, they don’t know shit about this, for the '96
[00:21.62]
[00:23.10]Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
[00:25.95]To get your brain relaxin', the zany actin' maniac in action
[00:29.53]A brainiac in fact, son, you mainly lack attraction
[00:32.55]You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks run
[00:36.16]My rhymin' skills got you climbin' hills
[00:38.33]I travel through your mind, and chill your spine like siren drills
[00:41.24]I'm slimin' grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects
[00:43.98]And twistin' necks of rappers
[00:45.50]'Til their spinal column disconnects
[00:47.11]Put this in decks and check the monologue
[00:49.90]Turn your system up, twist 'em up
[00:50.85]And indulge in the mother****ing smog
[00:53.60]This is the season for noise pollution contamination
[00:55.64]Examination of more car-tunes than animation
[00:58.97]My lamination of narration
[01:01.15]Hits a snare and bass on a track for duck rapper interrogation
[01:04.70]When I declare invasion
[01:06.15]There ain't no time to be starin', gazin'
[01:07.92]I turn the stage into a barren wasteland
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[01:10.18]I'm Infinite; you heard of Hell
[01:12.00]Well, I was sent from it
[01:13.14]I went to it, serving a sentence
[01:14.77]For murdering instruments
[01:16.79]Now I'm trying to repent from it
[01:18.68]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted
[01:20.20]To make another attempt at it; I'm Infinite
[01:22.66]
[01:32.63]Bust it! I let the beat commence
[01:34.33]So I can beat the sense in your elite defense
[01:36.58]I got some meat to mince
[01:37.77]A crew to stomp, and then two feet to rinse
[01:39.92]I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans
[01:42.72]I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
[01:45.64]My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
[01:48.27]One thought in my cerebral is deeper than a jeep-full of people
[01:51.47]MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
[01:54.43]Battle a band of phony MC's, and stand the lonely one
[01:57.90]Imitator, intimidator, stimulator
[02:00.41]Simulator of data eliminator
[02:02.57]There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
[02:05.92]**** around and catch all the venereal diseases
[02:08.44]My thesis'll smash a stereo to pieces
[02:10.93]My a cappella releases classic masterpieces
[02:13.58]Through telekinesis, it eases you mentally
[02:16.14]Gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
[02:18.53]With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
[02:21.30]
[02:21.51]You heard of Hell
[02:22.19]Well, I was sent from it
[02:23.38]I went to it, serving a sentence
[02:25.00]For murdering instruments
[02:27.40]Now I'm trying to repent from it
[02:28.82]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted
[02:30.54]To make another attempt at it; I'm Infinite
[02:32.88]
[02:43.44]Man, I got evidence, I'm never dense
[02:45.27]And I've been clever ever since my residence was hesitant
[02:48.16]To do some shit that represents the MO
[02:50.43]So I'm assuming all responsibility
[02:52.60]‘Cause there's a monster will in me
[02:54.30]That always wants to kill MCs
[02:56.10]Mic nestler, slammin' like a wrestler
[02:58.62]Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
[03:01.32]No one else is specialer, my skill is intergalactical
[03:04.32]I get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to school
[03:07.21]I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
[03:10.92]I'd rather let a tactical, tactful track tickle your fancy
[03:14.12]In fact, I can't see, or can't imagine
[03:16.40]A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratchin'
[03:19.33]So this is for my family, the kid who had a cameo
[03:22.10]On my last jam, plus the man who never had a plan B
[03:25.18]Be all you can be, ‘cause once you make an instant hit
[03:27.74]I'm tensed a bit, and tempted
[03:29.02]When I see the sins my friends commit
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[03:30.62]I'm Infinite; you heard of Hell
[03:32.42]Well, I was sent from it
[03:33.66]I went to it, serving a sentence
[03:35.20]For murdering instruments
[03:37.24]Now I'm trying to repent from it
[03:39.50]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted
[03:40.69]To make another attempt at it
[03:41.80]
[03:42.29]I'm Infinite; you heard of Hell
[03:44.19]Well, I was sent from it
[03:45.40]I went to it, serving a sentence
[03:46.82]For murdering instruments
[03:48.95]Now I'm trying to repent from it
[03:50.77]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted
[03:52.59]To make another attempt at it; I'm Infinite
[03:55.60]'95, '96 ('96)
[03:58.18]And on and on and on (and on and on)