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Listen (Yeah) The infamous I never had to think hard, I just put my heart in it I don't bust my brain cells, I just put my soul in it Deep in within my spirit, I pour inspiration To be dope is in my blood, I don't take vacations Now watch me as I slay this And observe my cadence And the word, I'm greatness You ain't heard? I'm dangerous Superb, they'll play this When I'm dead and gone, I'm still here I live on, I'm so strong, you can not kill my vibe, I Never go through writer's block, I don't even know that is I don't do no fuck shit and don't fuck with who is All of my niggas is standup All my bitches is bad as fuck My life is so awesome, I gotta stand back like, "What the fuck?" Infamous, I'm so up Get a load of my life, thеy don't make niggas like us, nah Midnight dark, I'm sinister as ministеr Sixteen bars of fresh, who wanna get it, uh? (The infamous) They don't make 'em like us no more Snakes in the grass, so you know I'm cuttin' my lawn Letras de cancionesDon't get it fucked up, know what type of time I'm on The fake ones in your circle compromisin' y'all (The infamous) They don't make 'em like us no more Snakes in the grass, so you know I'm cuttin' my lawn Don't get it fucked up, know what type of time I'm on The fake ones in your circle compromisin' y'all (The infamous) Stop singin', start swingin', got 'em leakin' like a mob ringin' Won't stop until motherfuckers is not breathin' Dick wide [a motherfucker's 1:34][?] swappin' semen I'm the meaning, definition, we not even And not ever, never will, let's spread a mill' Incredi-bill, sick with it, my metal ill Don't project your mental ills on me, chill They faker than fake, think about it, give me the chills I'm the reals, give you no peace meal Eat what you kill, can't teach you the skill If they don't comprehend from this, I don't know what will Slaves to they record label, lookin' for another deal Stupid is what stupid does, you catch a slug The best shit you ever dropped, a fuckin' dud You a dub out here searchin' for a little love Let him search, I'm takin' mines in fuckin' blood (The infamous) They don't make 'em like us no more Snakes in the grass, so you know I'm cuttin' my lawn Don't get it fucked up, know what type of time I'm on The fake ones in your circle compromisin' y'all (The infamous) They don't make 'em like us no more Snakes in the grass, so you know I'm cuttin' my lawn Don't get it fucked up, know what type of time I'm on The fake ones in your circle compromisin' y'all (The infamous) From Letras Mania