[00:00.000]作詞 : Marshall Mathers/Denaun Porter
[00:01.000]作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Denaun Porter
[00:22.880]Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
[00:25.882]To get your brain relaxin', the zaniac, the maniac in action
[00:29.448]A brainiac in fact, son, you mainly lack attraction
[00:32.453]You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks run
[00:35.992]My rhymin' skills got you climbin' hills
[00:38.272]I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
[00:41.261]I'm slimin' grills of roaches with spray that disinfrects
[00:43.842]And twistin' necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects
[00:46.995]Put this in decks and check the monologue
[00:49.003]Turn your system up, twist 'em up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
[00:52.950]This is the season for noise pollution, contamination
[00:55.646]Examination of more cartoons than animation, my lamination of narration
[01:01.067]Hits a snare and bass on the track for duck rapper interrogation
[01:04.651]When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be starin', gazin'
[01:07.921]I turn the stage into a barren wasteland, I'm infinite
[01:11.180]You heard of Hell, well, I was sent from it
[01:13.058]I went to it, servin' a sentence for murderin' instruments
[01:16.601]Now I'm tryin' to repent from it
[01:18.573]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
[01:21.724]I'm infinite
[01:32.559]Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
[01:36.542]I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp, and then two feet to rinse
[01:39.694]I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans
[01:42.651]I foil plans and leave fluids leakin' like oil pans
[01:45.595]My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
[01:48.139]One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
[01:51.366]MCs are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
[01:54.364]Battle a band of phony MCs and stand the lonely one
[01:57.889]Imitator, intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminator
[02:02.575]There's never been a greater, since the burial of Jesus
[02:05.847]**** around and catch all of the venereal diseases
[02:08.462]My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces, my a cappella releases
[02:12.444]Classic masterpieces through telekinesis that eases you mentally, gently
[02:16.665]Sentimentally, instrumentally
[02:18.508]With entity, dementedly meant to be infinite
[02:21.422]You heard of Hell, well, I was sent from it
[02:23.318]I went to it, servin' a sentence for murderin' instruments
[02:26.959]Now I'm tryin' to repent from it
[02:28.709]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
[02:31.994]I'm infinite
[02:43.187]Man, I got evidence, I'm never dense
[02:45.352]And I been clever ever since
[02:46.713]My residence was hesitant to do some shit
[02:48.921]That represents the M-O
[02:50.348]So I'm assumin' all responsibility 'cause there's a monster real in me
[02:54.062]That always wants to kill MCs
[02:55.940]Mic messaler, slammin' like a wrestler
[02:58.491]Here to make a mess of a lyric smugglin' embezzler
[03:01.336]No one is specialer, my skill is intergalactical
[03:04.248]I get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to school
[03:07.253]I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
[03:10.901]I'd rather let a tactical, tactful track tickle your fancy
[03:14.083]In fact, I can't see or can't imagine
[03:16.329]A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratchin'
[03:19.297]So this is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
[03:23.010]Plus the man who never had a plan B, be all you can be
[03:26.243]'Cause once you make an instant hit
[03:27.717]I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit
[03:30.632]I'm infinite
[03:31.645]You heard of Hell, well, I was sent from it
[03:33.530]I went to it, servin' a sentence for murderin' instruments
[03:37.071]Now I'm tryin' to repent from it
[03:38.938]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
[03:42.216]I'm infinite
[03:43.331]You heard of Hell, well, I was sent from it
[03:45.209]I went to it, servin' a sentence for murderin' instruments
[03:48.721]Now I'm tryin' to repent from it
[03:50.598]But when I hear the beat, I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
[03:53.944]I'm infinite