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HITLIST ft Infinity888
- //Infinity888
- My mind covered and clouded with clout, I could move mountains
- Higher than the Pope, got that water to cool down with,
- Came from the underground, but I got these new sounds and new outfits,
- I do my dance and hit the dash and do a shootout quick,
- Found out he got new houses, surround sound, brains I blew out his,
- With a cannon i'm Danny with the Phantom I blast out shit,
- Pass out =black out, found a new route to move towns, who found this?
- Now you down in hell while I'm up here and I threw down hits,
- No Limit's like NLMB Oh Dear, I really found things,
- Put niggas on the news I could Newshour this, you doubt me?
- It'll get tragic and passionate, I'm half finished,
- I could easily do a dramatic switch, got a new clip and i'm smashing it,
- Saw him at a landing strip, that was his last visit, I adapted quick
- Rolled his blunt and i'm passing it, I saw the lyrics, i'm slapping em,
- Asked for help and he dissed me, actions louder than words, I saw a massive shift,
- "I get high I don't beef with rappers", he slammed his fist, made a diss,
- Then deleted it ten minutes later and said sorry, had me laughing again
- I don't feel love I feel jealousy, leaving my own legacy, poetry slam I be snapping it,
- React's like a kid, tearing this nigga to shreds, I ain't dragging shit,
- When I'm done he gon need gene therapy, you should move real carefully,
- Got green chemistry, that mean's I lean heavily, verses are endlessly
- Readily destroying your mentality, that's what I guarantee
- I only need a few bars to take you out, take you down, but I'm giving 29 right now,
- Thinkin' you ill as me, what's shit to a enema? Enemy, anyone get at me I'm the epitome
- My music a quantum symphony, think things differently?
- I'm not giving no sympathy, we can continue to think in differently
- Or if you wanna take thing's further I could kill you instantly, it's your decision
- Is it wickedness or weakness that you choose? Stand at your side like it's you final wishes
- //CSL
- Look,
- I been on a mission, pen twisting like a wrist flick
- Whipping up a linguist’s hit list, slick with the misfits
- Crib full of scripts, flip diction like gymnasts
- Stick shift flow, switch gears mid sentence
- I don’t cap, I decap with a backpack of abstract
- Raps packing a gas mask facts, I’m a hazmat
- Clap back, bar beat break like a bad back
- Madman, talking my shit like a lab rat
- Word to the nerds with a curse in the verses
- Serving up sermons, I murder in cursive
- Turn a beat surgeon I’m cutting with purpose
- You barely scratch surface I’m swerving in hearses
- Okay… hold up
- Metamorphasizing, the prophets rising
- I got an assortment of violence I stay piling, they file in
- Defiling corpses with an ordinance of.. shh quiet then
- Orchestrate the murder, I’m strumming like violins
- Pull my heart strings, I mean really I’m fine then
- Them percocets had me on the verge of death
- I spit venom on a track with a serpents breath
- Only got like 3 pills of my surplus left
- Tryna save them when the devil urge gets near again
- And those that hold me dearly try and disappear again
- Maybe your listening but you ain’t hear me then
- I could never live peacefully in a world of zen
- Fin he my brother, we smother enemies, pillow case or the comforter
- Gun to his ribs, I bet he bleed, blankets soaked in the blood of the..
- Targets, I’m in the Lizzie Borden house, don’t step to me
- And these little pricks I’m cutting up shooting blank shots, like vasectomy?
- Don’t come for me or anyone standing next to me, meet your destiny
- This piece blow you to pieces, you can’t even rest in peace
- And as far as receipts, run me my refund, bring me a check please
- The lies they release can’t truss it like Chuck D, lil bitch I sneak her/sneaker like Nikes
- Said she was a Pisces, but I don’t entertain the stars or the horoscope shit
- Guess we ain’t compatible fuck you, and whoever wrote it
- I’m omnipotent, a little potion of drank pouring can turn me to a Slick Rick clone and
- Commotion, I really go in, I’m losing focus can barely keep both eyes open
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