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(Infinite)
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Real cool calm and collective..
Verse1 (Infinite):
You ever seen slow motion in real time? A nigga in the dark no openings still shined still grind but just watch your step like its field mines to change lanes pump your breaks and follow yield signs I could give these niggas binoculars and they still blind intimidate with forceful pats on the back that can chill spines rappers could never steal lines just peep game I can either break down or build minds distilled liquor displaced father figure ain't with ya mom but your still mine I'm still mighty infinite capture moments to kill time painting pictures while sipping try not to spill wine
It's hard to figure which bitches not the spell kind though I bless.. the witch bitches say I spellbind spike lee movie walking trail glide tuck ya tail hide I can smell deceit I can tell vibes.. nigga I'm the truth I can't tell lies.. to get out the grave you in lazurus needed 12 tries Jesus didn't need 12 deciples i don't need 12 rhymes easily my books thick as bibles I don't need 12 to ride.. niggas is lying symbolic car tunes I just wanna be king vibes.. I get.. intense sweating bullets dreaming bout work got an extreme grind heavens yes the answer is hell no smoking helium 3 who and how they underestimated Rell flow
Fire arms and smoking elbows
Verse 2 (Infinite): I pitch the heat who catching matter of seconds I reckon I'm wrecking that's the projection no prophecies I see profits that's the profession I wouldn't tell u I murdered this that's a confession to be or not to be that is the question perfect view perspective perception I cause affect never affection chubby pockets go better with flexing incredible finessing kick it compare it to Tekken Elroy Jetson whatever they injected in him is infectin go over your lessons your likely hood lessens heads beaming up like they trekking I destroy it can u say wrecking? Plaster your silohette on the wall like overhead projections pull up pop peel out popping Willie's on dead pedestrians misread receptions end up instead deflections cut u off at the intersection then interception my presence is sheer perfection to to be near is a blessing
Remember that shit..

