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infected - mission infect lyrics

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[verse 1: lo key]
i see you f*ggots swagger, jacking our movement
i guess it’s time to reinvent, back to the tool shed
i’ll show you why i stayed relevant for over fifteen years
while you still struggling, like holding fifteen beers
the lokezilla is back, the lone wolf in the back
hoodie up with an underground chick on my lap
pictures of your whole crew held up with thumbtacks
on the bulletin board in my bas*m*nt, f*ck rap
pull the cord on the chainsaw, make you suck that
f*ck your label, your team, and your chain, you all wack
we can scratch you in real life, now it’s on wax
leave your eyеs bloodshot, no need for contacts
no need for fake blood, naw, we got that
infect thе militia and we paid by contract
cuz we back throwing heavyweight blows to sever your bones
just split you from your neck to your nose
so f*ck a sixteen, i continue checking you hoes
until there’s nothing left but ashes of your set in my toast
the venomous flows, been spitting this sh*t since ’03
and you still got the nerve to doubt me? b*tch, please
lo key; go and brand it in your brain with a b*tter knife
if you don’t like me, eat a d*ck b*tch, f*ck your life
aye yo, durte, put ’em up on some game
and show ’em why even after ten years they still remember the name
[chorus: durte & lo key]
infected, the underground has now become
infected, listen to the sound cuz now you’ve been
infected, tell your whole town they bound to be
infected, infected, b*tch, you’re infected
the underground has now become
infected, listen to the sound cuz now you’ve been
infected, tell your whole town they bound to be
infected, infected, b*tch, you’re infected

[interlude: vince mcmahan]
weighing in at 205 pounds, introducing the landshark general: durte

[verse 2: durte]
when the neck cutter hits the hot tag
to the set, crush your hopes, bouts die and that’s just the end of it
we flatten the curtain jerkers and snacking on ham and eggers
middle finger to a crowd, that still clapping their hands together
for a decade we fell back, recruited, and regrouped
strengthening our forces to create an elite group
we fortified the fortress so no snake’s gonna sneak through
a lot of crews pop up trying to move the way we do
shut it down, consider this your cease and desist
we ain’t relying on nostalgia or a cheap pop b*tch
this ain’t no diesel at the royal rumble reach out sh*t
when we come back, it’s for a title run, we get down b*tch
ain’t no vinny mac to take it back before we spit
we walking out the f*cking chairs just like cm punk did
drop a pipe bomb on ’em so every one of these f*cks see
what we do while we stand up amongst these people
who seem to think they are above me
we got a difference of opinion of what it means to succeed
your sh*t ain’t as hot as you thinking it must be
see, we leveling up while y’all dropping down to your knees
siphoning from my n*ts*ck, trying to suck seed
i’m f*cking you p*ssies up like a chick that’s above me
only thing you ’bout to blow is a trombone that is rusty
trust me, we give not a f*ck about your team, we
[chorus: durte & lo key]
infected, the underground has now become
infected, listen to the sound cuz now you’ve been
infected, tell your whole town they bound to be
infected, infected, b*tch, you’re infected
the underground has now become
infected, listen to the sound cuz now you’ve been
infected, tell your whole town they bound to be
infected, infected, b*tch, you’re infected

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