[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