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09- Rip Off ft. KD
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Infinite Skillz on the verses KD on the hook DOWNLOAD AVAILABLE @ www.baseincmusic.com Produced By E-Motion-L (http://www.myspace.com/emotionlbeats)
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Infinite Skillz - Bringing A Message To The Party And Some Fun To The Thinkers.
1. Swoon Music 2. Poetry In Motion 3. Good Music (Chill Time) 4. Man’s World 5. Remember When 6. Fire *Bonus Instrumental* 7. Diamond Ring *Bonus Track* 8. Give It All Away Hip Hop Reborn. Infinite Skillz is lyrical purity and word-play mated with present day consciousness. If you like Skillz (formerly known as Mad Skillz), KRS ONE, Run DMC, Beastie Boys, Gangstarr, Jurassic Five, or The Roots, you'll love Infinite. He is the organizing member of B.A.S.E INC out of the Hip Hop hotbed known as Virginia. Infinite Skillz started in an Atlanta based crew called Unparalleled Sound (UPS). The four-man consortium met while attending college at various institutions in the Atlanta University Center. He and the rest of UPS went their separate ways after graduation. With the Hip Hop bug firmly implanted, Infinite left Atlanta after graduating from Morehouse College and moved to a small town named Searcy in North Central Arkansas for grad school. The lack of social stimulation and/or progress inspired Infinite to finish his 2-year program in 16 months. With school (and Arkansas thankfully) behind him, that drive is now being channeled into his many hustles. Music is one of them.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #3,031
Peak in subgenre #1,488
Author
J. Writt/K.Rogers/E-Motion-L
Rights
B.A.S.E. Inc Music
Uploaded
June 15, 2007
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MP3 3.8 MB • 320 kbps • 4:06
Story behind the song
Motivated by those with fake facades and delusions of grandeur. This track appears on my Open Season Mixtape.
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Hook Don’t mess with me. You don’t want that beef. You don’t want to be the one whose head I rip off. Verse Yall be talking noise, like you got trucks of troops. Get your head tapped like we’re playing Duck Duck Goose. -This little bamma really thinks he’s a problem. You can’t box with the god, so you gotta revolve him. But I think that makes the gun the issue Cuz without it you would probably need a hundred tissues. Any snot nose can release a chamber. I do harm unarmed; when I’m asleep I’m danger. My mind is a weapon that will never be wasted As long as I’m Billy’s son and the brother of Jayson. Say the rabbit is packing? Well, he better have a quick draw. Try to battle Infinite? You’re gonna have to sip straws Just to get your nutrients, vitamins and minerals. Don’t care how deep you roll. Invite them to the funeral. If yall are the players, I’m the REF-FER-REE. There’s adverse ramifications for messing with me. Verse Yall keep, choking back weed. I’m smoking emcees. Who spoke of the team, like we aint what they’re hoping to be These, so-called He-Men are openly scheming And switching to vegan cuz they know they aint built for the beefing. You aint boss at all; you’re turkey sausage As flawed and false as thoughts from the Oval Office You can pump more diesel than Miami Heat groupies Battle me, get reverted right back to camp Snoopy You bastards can’t hoop me. Your staff is too soupy. I’m a, veteran journalist; you cats can’t out scoop me. Even Stephen A. knows he can’t out rank me Quite frankly, Tim Duncan can’t out bank me. My fundamental game leads to monumental pain For those that want to claim they’re some kind of king. Hip Hop is not a monarchy and yall aren’t royal. If I put the heat to you, I bet yall boil. Verse We are not playing games; not jacks and marbles. Not ready for the alley, then this cat will harm you. I’m not gon warn you. No more advance notice. I’m damn potent. Knock more than dirt off your damn shoulders. I could, body your flow or swallow your soul. Toy with your existence; you are, not in control Any more than my hands after all these cans More Dew in my tubes than autumn grass. Better, call them fast or haul some ass. Gonna need back-up while I’m on the gas. Get all your staff. Better come with all you have. If I’m the underdog, I guess yall are the Mavs Getting upset and leaving, chest is heaving. I’m just the reason these emcees aint breathing Got a flow like the 7-2 Dolphin season. Now you know that perfection aint just for Jesus.
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