feeling (Be a friend) I'm happy again (Stick it out 'til the end) I'm laughing at clouds (More than ever) So dark up above (We'll have each other) I
be that bad because we are one and you can be my woman my love now that i got time to be your man cmon baby, we should be together forever infinity
other kings in this rap thing Biggie, a motherfuckin' rap phenomenon This rule is so underrated Actin' as if it can't happen, you're frontin' Ain't no other
I can't stop lovin' (If I can't have you) Hold onto this emotion (Hold onto this emotion) Hold onto me tonight (Hold onto me tonight) Love's an infinite ocean (Love's an infinite
said, you don't really wanna go, I can tell But I'ma take you anyway, what the Hell So come on get on in the ride And let me take you to the other side
make it worse Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt Better find yourself a place to level out Got a cricket for a conscience, always looks the other
me take this shovel, dig up the corpses Jack Kevorkian" (C'mon) Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite
you're doing, no matter what you're doing [A.G.] They say more bounce to the ounce, well a Giant weighs tons Stepping to the two, but we're not the ones Brothers are flipping, some other
Kendu and Infinite Brothers stare into my face like I'm a sucker It's too easy to kill another young motherfucker So I ignore it, I turn the other cheek
mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste Kill yourself like Sean Kingston, suicidal for a title My recitals are vital and maybe needed for survival Like the Bible or any other
[Intro] New Chace Infinite, Talib Kweli, yeah Music courtesy of, Maurice 'Mo Betta' Brown Mo Betta, makes it mo' better, yeah [Chorus] Preacher's playing
spiral staircase trance Feel the web get tighter as the spider's enliven The Silver Surfer beside me glidin through space in the infinite while the others
, 'cause all my niggaz to break son Styles is similar to criminals locked up With gats, ghetto tabernacles is fucked up I live once though, the mind stays infinite
Creator of original sounds to send to stores you take home To absorb and sweat it out your pores Now who can stop the music runnin' through these veins Infinitely
sing it to ya And I call you Ms. Folarin see that got a ring, don't it And I got this thing for ya my infiniti's infiniti Put that on everything these other
a box with no feeling Informer type, that's what you get for squealing It's the money or the morgue son, ready to die Black Infinit-i, yo, papi, call
the order The call of the order was to avoid the slaughter He said, "Record companies ain't got nuttin for ya" Without a lawyer, he taught The Infinity