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This Is Hell Infected

And when they said this wasn?t worth its weight in gold We chose to clench our fists and spit in their eyes Turn a deaf ear, a blind eye To all the

And when they said this wasn?t worth its weight in gold We chose to clench our fists and spit in their eyes Turn a deaf ear, a blind eye To all the

laugh at the wrath Of the guys comin on, visions of the antichrist is risen The question is now, am I unforgiven? "Legends tells that the creator of this

piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I swear Better be aware, there's too much at stake, and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare

put they flame out Where I'm from, action is first and talk is second I'm sharp like the blade in the logo of Rawkus Records New York's infected, niggaz

your camp, then set up a perimeter Interrogate the prisoner, ransack your residence Order from the President to document this evidence Company commander, this is

is with me This is my friends, this is the end, this is a G This is life, this is wrong, this is right, this is me This is me, this is me, I'm a king

me away from these people Now the Lord is my shepherd, my flow is respected Worldwide, from the West I got to rep it So please check it, 'cause my style is infected

I remember way back when Times weren't this hard No they weren't this hard And everyone had what we call A sane mind Roses are red Well blood is too And