[Infrared]
Uh-huh, Ruthless
Eh yo, my fam's desperate
When it get real, we let the tech spit
We like AIDS for those who think they can't catch this
We manifested this rap shit, we could go beyond this rap shit
Let the gat spit, buck that hatchet
You fake rap was malpractice, let me get at this
And show you where the fuck you lack is
These Bastards is like Cassius Clay with the gun play
It's like drivin your car down a one-way
You bound to get hit, my style is legit'
Nigga, wildin ain't shit, cuz I can do that and do this
But I analyze, niggas chit chat, I plan to rise
Yo, my fam is live, livin this life, we still fantasize
About the better life and all that real cheddar
Cuz we forever trife, that shit'll make me feel better
I be Infrared, niggas keep y'all guns in y'all holsters
I'm out for the bread, so I make lead jump out the toaster
I keep my people closer, closer than you'll ever get
Niggas is delicate, bomb like a gun, you never spit
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
We the authentic, far from counterfeit
Bound to hit, me and my Shaolin click
Son they talk shit, but they forever forfeit
Bangin with the Blaquesmiths, kid, we want fish
Uh-huh, Ruthless
Eh yo, my fam's desperate
When it get real, we let the tech spit
We like AIDS for those who think they can't catch this
We manifested this rap shit, we could go beyond this rap shit
Let the gat spit, buck that hatchet
You fake rap was malpractice, let me get at this
And show you where the fuck you lack is
These Bastards is like Cassius Clay with the gun play
It's like drivin your car down a one-way
You bound to get hit, my style is legit'
Nigga, wildin ain't shit, cuz I can do that and do this
But I analyze, niggas chit chat, I plan to rise
Yo, my fam is live, livin this life, we still fantasize
About the better life and all that real cheddar
Cuz we forever trife, that shit'll make me feel better
I be Infrared, niggas keep y'all guns in y'all holsters
I'm out for the bread, so I make lead jump out the toaster
I keep my people closer, closer than you'll ever get
Niggas is delicate, bomb like a gun, you never spit
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
We the authentic, far from counterfeit
Bound to hit, me and my Shaolin click
Son they talk shit, but they forever forfeit
Bangin with the Blaquesmiths, kid, we want fish
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