InfiniteRapper - History lyrics

Infinite: These stories I'm about to tell Force me to get out the shell Of remorse and tortures I enforced on me as I doubt myself I began my route to hell, I transformed my house in cell Bars imprisoned me, Bars will help me get out as well The beat drops, heart beat stops, I reach spots in your brain Give me props for the way I speak in each song that I lay King Kong's on his way, sh** will be no longer the same Drama's insane, Mom has been saying I belong to the game I create scriptures, but I ain't got no profit to make I give a sh** about your gossip and hate That often degrades me and probably paints me as a monster in cages I give you pictures, you guys are just composing the frame My mind's working on the motherf**ing opposite way Try to get in it? You're finished, I'll start co*king the K Never been a menace but when I'm spitting you should find your boys and yell "RUN!" All you hear is a BIG BANG and once you get that shell-done Chorus (Infinite and MKG): Caesar on a beat, we speak and you just listen B Napoleon couldn't defeat Mad B (MKG) with all his military You think I'm crazy? I'm sorry there ain't a**isting me You still didn't get it? We said it, we're making History! X2 MKG: Here I am, live So much buzz, hive Flow so Buoyant, high Make you touch the-sky Y'all can't even try To understand these verses Wordplay too sick, put you all in hearses That's that Ebola game Effectuate with that strain that attracts the ma**es, marches, just call me MLK MKG, initially folks think they can run with me Rivalry, spit a million words per second, frequency, you're feeling me? Man that's light work Shout out to Katy Perry, that's a firework Hard work never hurt nobody What a shame, it hurts everybody So I'm so sorry that all I do is grind for my family Corleone and company Keep that circle close to me (with Infinite): Honestly that's F.O.E that's family over everything Chorus (Infinite and MKG) Infinite: Wait, y'all thought that I was gone? Erase that Aliens will invade us and I'll be rhyming in my Pop's basement Those rappers are stars? Well they can form a constellation But they mean sh** without an Infinite I could go on for ages A combination of complicated long debates and drama facing Conversations with teenagers who just don't got the patience Those are their limits, but I can help them in this scary world Y'all have boundaries, I elevate my life while you bury yours MKG: Buried alive, shout out to Logic We're prophets extending t new heights You all are Hobbits Ain't that got a nice ring to it? Lord of the Rings but I'm bored of these things Call me a suburban fiend Member of the Bling Ring Causing y'all to throw a fit Pitching like a Major Leaguer thinking that it ain't goin' hit Celibate, ain't goin sin Holy what? Ooh that's hot Hope the Lord is rocking this Infinite: Hope the Lord is rocking this And maybe gives a 2Pac a glimpse Of our fire getting all over the world: Apocalypse You want to bully Mat? Sorry boy not tonight I got to fight in a ring with Tyson 'fore I drop the mic MKG: Careful I got a mean bite Hope your ears are ready for it Crossing like an NBA Forward Got the audience falling backwards, leaning tower Could go on this track for hours and hours But I'd rather not, Here's a thought Infinite take a shot Infinite: Take a shot? I could hit your ankle joint If you ain't goin' join Dot on your face put you in a coma But that's not the point Not my culture but you don't know how much I respect MCs Even though I can't talk 'bout reducing your life expectancy Rap was a virtual world, I would enter and then press delete Now I'm in a studio trying to impress the elite You don't know what rap is to me Talent remains a mystery (with MKG): Presently share my past for the future, I'm making history