Stuck in the middle of this pool of controversy
You haters all just want to hurt me
You guys try to emerse me in disses, so you verse me
Nice try, but this time i'm emerging
You best to watch your wording, cuz now the tables're turning
Wit my rhymes so hot that they're burning
School's in, now it's time for some learning
Respect is what i be earning
The death of your style's got you mourning
The birth of Infinite's style is soaring
Sorry
Didn't mean to make your ear ring
I tend to have that affect wit the rhymes that i bring
Whenever i sing, you guys hate these hard raps
You have a heart attack when i lay down a smash
Cuz you know there goes your contract
Butchu couldn't catch one if it was thrown in the trash
Even if you was livin inside that waste basket
You read my rhymes and try to trash it
But i don't listen to your criticisms and bashin
I just keep thrownin down these smash hits
Got bitches like E.P thinkin they 'gon leave me tasteless
Stupid bitches, you ain't nothin but brainless
Taste this, oh yeah, don't mind the fizz
You like that? Drink up, that's 'Fit's piss
And you drank it, while you spankin it
Like R Kelly, watchin a video wit a 6 year old kid
Oh shit, now i'm rollin, so i'll keep going
You bitches ridin my tail without even knowin, keep hoein
Stick to whatchu know, keep blowin
That cum that was on your lips, it's still showin
See Infinite's tactical, magical
Phenominal, and the effort i put in is minimal
Does that make me a smooth criminal?
Like Micheal Jackson disguised as a little girl?
Wait a minute that's no disguise, that's really Mike
Hey, Mike, come here hold my cock for a second...
(Mike) "Ok"
PSHYCE!!!
(Punching Sound)
I'll slap you like i was your fuckin pimp
Have you curled up in a ball like Holyfeild when he got bit
(Scream)
Oh shit, i gotta go, time to drop this, gotta stop this
All y'all mother fuckers...
TRY AND TOP THIS!
You haters all just want to hurt me
You guys try to emerse me in disses, so you verse me
Nice try, but this time i'm emerging
You best to watch your wording, cuz now the tables're turning
Wit my rhymes so hot that they're burning
School's in, now it's time for some learning
Respect is what i be earning
The death of your style's got you mourning
The birth of Infinite's style is soaring
Sorry
Didn't mean to make your ear ring
I tend to have that affect wit the rhymes that i bring
Whenever i sing, you guys hate these hard raps
You have a heart attack when i lay down a smash
Cuz you know there goes your contract
Butchu couldn't catch one if it was thrown in the trash
Even if you was livin inside that waste basket
You read my rhymes and try to trash it
But i don't listen to your criticisms and bashin
I just keep thrownin down these smash hits
Got bitches like E.P thinkin they 'gon leave me tasteless
Stupid bitches, you ain't nothin but brainless
Taste this, oh yeah, don't mind the fizz
You like that? Drink up, that's 'Fit's piss
And you drank it, while you spankin it
Like R Kelly, watchin a video wit a 6 year old kid
Oh shit, now i'm rollin, so i'll keep going
You bitches ridin my tail without even knowin, keep hoein
Stick to whatchu know, keep blowin
That cum that was on your lips, it's still showin
See Infinite's tactical, magical
Phenominal, and the effort i put in is minimal
Does that make me a smooth criminal?
Like Micheal Jackson disguised as a little girl?
Wait a minute that's no disguise, that's really Mike
Hey, Mike, come here hold my cock for a second...
(Mike) "Ok"
PSHYCE!!!
(Punching Sound)
I'll slap you like i was your fuckin pimp
Have you curled up in a ball like Holyfeild when he got bit
(Scream)
Oh shit, i gotta go, time to drop this, gotta stop this
All y'all mother fuckers...
TRY AND TOP THIS!