Eminem - Infinite (Infinite)

beat the sense of your elite defense I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp and two feet to rinse I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands My coil hands around this microphone are lethal One thought in my cerebral is deeper then 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 only one Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator There's never ...
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