The microphone in my hand is a blessing.
Commence a session, embedding grooves in a golden record
Inventing sequences of subjects and predicates, its intensive.
My engine revving, my bars are mending to complete sections of enemies endings.
Femcees expect potential wreckage when they see me enter.
Emcees respecting, my lyric bending methods.
Bitches stepping get presented with my offensive.
Leave their defenses in messes, when I step in.
Ready set, Indefinite's ahead by many letters.
Have pretenders dreading the second I return for seconds.
Last time I mention it, now let my lesson set in.
I'm infected, the virus festering, in my brain.
Run a new train on the game, I'm the insane
Engineer, shovel bars hot as coal while the devil steers.
Poisonous saliva, watch as I,
Strike fear in peers when my cranium rains fire.
I'll strike down the Empire, show my version of 9/11
Like a criminal they can't find with no priors,
Cause I don't let my victims dial 9-1-1.
My mission's to pen precision till the day is done
And my pen keeps writing till the sun's risen, now listen.
I keep my verbal squadron on DEFCON 1
Cause I drop bombs comparable to nuclear weapons
I bust guts, but fuck guns, I pump bums
With puns that stung like Mossberg 12 gauge slugs, so much fun.
Cutting up numbers of these motherfuckers
Instigate a ruckus, straight eliminate these suckers.
When I'm coming see them run at the sound of my solution.
To they issue. I cause dudes contusions,
make sure there's no confusion with my message, I'm a menace.
I'm the freshest, my endurance never ends and,
I'm upsetting legends yet,
stay calm, cool, collected, collecting rent
from my tenants cause I'm the landlord, no better yet
I'm the lord of this land, and you a peasant.
Just a suburban kid with a ghetto fetish.
Chill a sec, the ghetto sent enough representatives.
I ain't a ghetto kid, I'm just intelligent.
Defending my rhymebook's title, pen name Indefinite
Now cut the instrumental cause I'm ending it.