[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Infamous, trick, it's South Memphis with me
I bet most rappers fear the inferior
I will come vaporize your punka** so quick
And wipe you out like some bacteria
Boy you best take me real serious
Cause I will only break this sh** down to yo a** once
Then I come back with the double ought buck
Infamous one of the coldest, the strongest
And when it's all over I'm lasting the longest
n***as try to hold up with the Crow Gang
But them b**hes can no longer prolong this
Did I st-st-st-st-stutter? I don't think so motherf**er
Have you ever seen a k**ing spree done with wicked poetry?
Master the art of the multiple murdering
Mind mutilating monopoly
You can not run from the Keyser Soze
When I'm stalking the prey called the enemy
[Hook: Lord Infamous]
You pinche maricónes
You have no cojones
You motherf**ers goners
f**in' with this anaconda
You choking in a trauma
Can't get up if you wanna
...
And trap you in a corner