Team Infamous

[Intro: The Alchemist]

Life like a [?] from the big screen

(Stupid), uh, (Dumbass)

Team infamous the major league

Yo, yo, check it out

[Verse 1: The Alchemist]

Half a ticket for the motion picture

Tipping the scale I broke the richter

Holy passages I wrote a scripture

Stick my fist in a letter M and I throw the pitch in

No hitters on the acid trip

To belt on my waist leaving elastic print

If I lean on a record I need a plastic bent

No dirt on me I'm brushing off the jacket lint

Scrip writer in the dark room, I'm a big lighter

Your hands are slipping I hold a mic with a grip tighter

Work look like it was bleaching, couldn't whip whiter

K9's running ballistic I'm a pit fighter

Thеy prick my finger and they close thе book

Chef's hat with an apron on when I go to cook (Voila)

Anywhere they hide the money at, I know the look

Connect the bait with the fishing pole and I throw the hook

Realer than I'm making big connections

[Verse 2: Big Noyd]

With no question, this is a movie, somebody call Spike Lee

Keep that thing on me I don't take threats lightly

The feds trying to catch us, police want to chase us

They mad cuz there's no prints to trace us

The crib is spacious the whip look like a spaceship

Chain hanging, everything is just gracious

Fine, no more 3 to 9 catching cases

Young, not giving a fuck, doing the basics

Now we in, getting those M's, getting wasted

Baddies they looking for zaddies they want to taste it

Everything we spaz on is fire face it

Left hook push your teeth back just like braces

Put them in a hospital with brand new patient

They not they spitting real rap then change the station

A hundred shots and we leave your neck faceless

Yellow Tape and chalk on the the ground, the shell cases

Everything all black, black skullies andies

Mixed with greens like H and money

The major league understand you need to fall back speaking my name and get your face cracked I built this big ass playing and watch collapse this back to the drawing board I got to put in work and go overboard floating through life I'm on the Hover Board

Shot a nigga six times, they blame my brother for it

Bagging up yay I'm trying to make it killing the just gave my man life that was a foul feeling get knocked with a gun that's a Fed JS dropping like flies they in the

Graveyard cats a built we love to pop it off

We getting money why they look soft

I'm a boss if the main sauce