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Eminem
Infinite
Released November 12, 1996
Recorded 1995−1996
Genre Underground hip hop
Length 4:01
Label Web Entertainment
Producer Mr. Porter
"Infinite (song)" is a song by American hip hop artist Eminem. It is the first track on his debut album Infinite (1996). It was produced by Mr. Potter.

LyricsEdit

[Verse 1]
Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
 To get your brain relaxing, the zany acting maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
 You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my track spun
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects 'em
 Twisting necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects
Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up
 Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution, contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
 Hits a snare and bass on a track fucked up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring
 Gazing I turn the stage into a barren wasteland

[Hook]
I'm Infinite, you heard of hell? Well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it but when I hear the beat
 I'm tempted to make another attempt at it, I'm Infinite

[Verse 2]
Bust it
 I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, fruit to stomp and then two feet to rinse
I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans
 I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled 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 lonely one
Imitator intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My acapella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesis
It eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite

[Hook]
I'm Infinite, you heard of hell? Well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it but when I hear the beat
 I'm tempted to make another attempt at it, I'm Infinite

[Verse 3]
Man I got evidence, I'm never dense and I've been clever ever since
 My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all responsibility
 Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic nestler, slam it like a wrestler
 Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
 No one is specialer, my skill is intergalactical
I get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather let a tactical, tactful track tickle your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't imagine
 A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
So this is for my family, the kid who had a cameo
 On my last jam plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit
 I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit

[Hook]
I'm Infinite, you heard of hell? Well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murdering instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it but when I hear the beat
 I'm tempted to make another attempt at it, I'm Infinite

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