Yo, I kill emcees as easily as wind blows through the trees. Got 'em
on their hand and knees. I kill it, ain't gonna give up on my dream
'till I fulfill it. I give an emcee more humility, than if the 19 kids
and counting father had sterility. I make every track make a dope
rapper look whack, so I can get signed without a setback. I'll eat a
frickin emcee up like a bigmac. I diss an emcee about something that
he lack, and before you know it I clear every trophie on his plaque.
There's nothin' more to seek. My rap at it's peak. I Make rappers look
like they got their stuff of a poem on a locket they got at a botique.
I've got my goal set. Every time rappers hear the name Infinity ( my
rap name) they get cold sweat. Knowing I could put them in debt,
faster than in a beuty contest a blond could beat a brunnette.
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