Info Kill II Lyrics
| Song | Info Kill II |
| Artist | Company Flow |
| Album | Funcrusher Plus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bigg Jus, El Producto | |
| Flow some mo' co shit (repeat 4x) | |
| [el-p] my skit is sick (repeat 6x) | |
| Verse one：bigg jus | |
| The hope, in a dark universe chasing shadows | |
| Into the burning season, slay to a sunk pharaoh | |
| Icon, holding a diamond encrusted jesus | |
| Please, stop check and, suck my rated 50 are in these chromosomes hell | |
| Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift | |
| Who i had thoroughly wanted to rip shit | |
| Grab the rags and towels and swing their caps back | |
| See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of 'tack | |
| The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted | |
| Caught it late night on telemundo, nightcrawlin', teleportin' | |
| Spotted in boot camp dishing out an ass whpping, bad decision | |
| Align astrologically to ensure global time positioning | |
| Take aim, blast government conspiracies out the frame | |
| Excuse me, el diablo, excuse me | |
| The worldwide b-boy exhibit is now closed | |
| Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol | |
| The bad lieutenant, digital chaos out of control | |
| Deep in a swampland, the killer's out officially financed | |
| Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury | |
| Backspinnin on these crabs, signed sincerely yours truly | |
| Flow some mo' co shit (repeat 6x) | |
| Verse two: el-p | |
| Who disperses poisonous crackers with gem tones | |
| One minute of verses the beats to spot zones, angled out | |
| Murder kill def sucky bitch cock and that's your best shot | |
| Strictly freudian the way i see another crab frontin within the inkblot | |
| Like that dung beetle squirmin around in the residue of my math | |
| The design burnt into the support beam and contorted into a love mode | |
| Seemingly gave the whole squad the hiroshima for preference | |
| For using my blueprints as a point of reference | |
| Co flow can only exist in your void which is closed in the internet | |
| Trying to match definitions to the words with which i taught | |
| See technically you're not the germ it's your sperm that's the weapon | |
| I fear ducks fertilizin and teachin their seeds all the half steppin | |
| Spawnin little replicate idiots, so i madly touch pressure points badly | |
| Sadly but it's my duty | |
| When amnio-belief bust down, turn around for the script that i falcon | |
| See that with that you drown, eerily... | |
| Under the bridge micronautics | |
| Pop is pure but then the septic system bubble up through the artists | |
| 454 fahrenheit bombers we are | |
| As long as i can see the north star | |
| Cross minds but don't try to hide | |
| The use of a gun as an extension of the penis | |
| When yin collides with yang you see me burn into the phoenix | |
| Blinded don't test me i already received my g.e.d. | |
| Scored in the top .5 percentile in the country, quite easily | |
| Record mode set up the eq for minus | |
| Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus | |
| As with this slang was born a new sodom | |
| I be a deep blue def subtle breath control that kasparov pack | |
| The acidic 32nd contact | |
| While snakes try to scream out what a friend is | |
| Then lick off like mendendez | |
| With only a stick so i can blood just bricklay a biggie thick set aside suit | |
| Homicide sad times settle into entropy | |
| I el-venom, patchwork i've sewn the last stitch x-axis | |
| Tilted on the side where they coulda been residing amongst freaks | |
| Company flow, kill informational leaks | |
| Flow some mo' co shit (repeat 3x) |
| zuo ci : Bigg Jus, El Producto | |
| Flow some mo' co shit repeat 4x | |
| elp my skit is sick repeat 6x | |
| Verse one: bigg jus | |
| The hope, in a dark universe chasing shadows | |
| Into the burning season, slay to a sunk pharaoh | |
| Icon, holding a diamond encrusted jesus | |
| Please, stop check and, suck my rated 50 are in these chromosomes hell | |
| Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift | |
| Who i had thoroughly wanted to rip shit | |
| Grab the rags and towels and swing their caps back | |
| See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of ' tack | |
| The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted | |
| Caught it late night on telemundo, nightcrawlin', teleportin' | |
| Spotted in boot camp dishing out an ass whpping, bad decision | |
| Align astrologically to ensure global time positioning | |
| Take aim, blast government conspiracies out the frame | |
| Excuse me, el diablo, excuse me | |
| The worldwide bboy exhibit is now closed | |
| Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol | |
| The bad lieutenant, digital chaos out of control | |
| Deep in a swampland, the killer' s out officially financed | |
| Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury | |
| Backspinnin on these crabs, signed sincerely yours truly | |
| Flow some mo' co shit repeat 6x | |
| Verse two: elp | |
| Who disperses poisonous crackers with gem tones | |
| One minute of verses the beats to spot zones, angled out | |
| Murder kill def sucky bitch cock and that' s your best shot | |
| Strictly freudian the way i see another crab frontin within the inkblot | |
| Like that dung beetle squirmin around in the residue of my math | |
| The design burnt into the support beam and contorted into a love mode | |
| Seemingly gave the whole squad the hiroshima for preference | |
| For using my blueprints as a point of reference | |
| Co flow can only exist in your void which is closed in the internet | |
| Trying to match definitions to the words with which i taught | |
| See technically you' re not the germ it' s your sperm that' s the weapon | |
| I fear ducks fertilizin and teachin their seeds all the half steppin | |
| Spawnin little replicate idiots, so i madly touch pressure points badly | |
| Sadly but it' s my duty | |
| When amniobelief bust down, turn around for the script that i falcon | |
| See that with that you drown, eerily... | |
| Under the bridge micronautics | |
| Pop is pure but then the septic system bubble up through the artists | |
| 454 fahrenheit bombers we are | |
| As long as i can see the north star | |
| Cross minds but don' t try to hide | |
| The use of a gun as an extension of the penis | |
| When yin collides with yang you see me burn into the phoenix | |
| Blinded don' t test me i already received my g. e. d. | |
| Scored in the top . 5 percentile in the country, quite easily | |
| Record mode set up the eq for minus | |
| Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus | |
| As with this slang was born a new sodom | |
| I be a deep blue def subtle breath control that kasparov pack | |
| The acidic 32nd contact | |
| While snakes try to scream out what a friend is | |
| Then lick off like mendendez | |
| With only a stick so i can blood just bricklay a biggie thick set aside suit | |
| Homicide sad times settle into entropy | |
| I elvenom, patchwork i' ve sewn the last stitch xaxis | |
| Tilted on the side where they coulda been residing amongst freaks | |
| Company flow, kill informational leaks | |
| Flow some mo' co shit repeat 3x |
| zuò cí : Bigg Jus, El Producto | |
| Flow some mo' co shit repeat 4x | |
| elp my skit is sick repeat 6x | |
| Verse one: bigg jus | |
| The hope, in a dark universe chasing shadows | |
| Into the burning season, slay to a sunk pharaoh | |
| Icon, holding a diamond encrusted jesus | |
| Please, stop check and, suck my rated 50 are in these chromosomes hell | |
| Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift | |
| Who i had thoroughly wanted to rip shit | |
| Grab the rags and towels and swing their caps back | |
| See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of ' tack | |
| The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted | |
| Caught it late night on telemundo, nightcrawlin', teleportin' | |
| Spotted in boot camp dishing out an ass whpping, bad decision | |
| Align astrologically to ensure global time positioning | |
| Take aim, blast government conspiracies out the frame | |
| Excuse me, el diablo, excuse me | |
| The worldwide bboy exhibit is now closed | |
| Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol | |
| The bad lieutenant, digital chaos out of control | |
| Deep in a swampland, the killer' s out officially financed | |
| Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury | |
| Backspinnin on these crabs, signed sincerely yours truly | |
| Flow some mo' co shit repeat 6x | |
| Verse two: elp | |
| Who disperses poisonous crackers with gem tones | |
| One minute of verses the beats to spot zones, angled out | |
| Murder kill def sucky bitch cock and that' s your best shot | |
| Strictly freudian the way i see another crab frontin within the inkblot | |
| Like that dung beetle squirmin around in the residue of my math | |
| The design burnt into the support beam and contorted into a love mode | |
| Seemingly gave the whole squad the hiroshima for preference | |
| For using my blueprints as a point of reference | |
| Co flow can only exist in your void which is closed in the internet | |
| Trying to match definitions to the words with which i taught | |
| See technically you' re not the germ it' s your sperm that' s the weapon | |
| I fear ducks fertilizin and teachin their seeds all the half steppin | |
| Spawnin little replicate idiots, so i madly touch pressure points badly | |
| Sadly but it' s my duty | |
| When amniobelief bust down, turn around for the script that i falcon | |
| See that with that you drown, eerily... | |
| Under the bridge micronautics | |
| Pop is pure but then the septic system bubble up through the artists | |
| 454 fahrenheit bombers we are | |
| As long as i can see the north star | |
| Cross minds but don' t try to hide | |
| The use of a gun as an extension of the penis | |
| When yin collides with yang you see me burn into the phoenix | |
| Blinded don' t test me i already received my g. e. d. | |
| Scored in the top . 5 percentile in the country, quite easily | |
| Record mode set up the eq for minus | |
| Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus | |
| As with this slang was born a new sodom | |
| I be a deep blue def subtle breath control that kasparov pack | |
| The acidic 32nd contact | |
| While snakes try to scream out what a friend is | |
| Then lick off like mendendez | |
| With only a stick so i can blood just bricklay a biggie thick set aside suit | |
| Homicide sad times settle into entropy | |
| I elvenom, patchwork i' ve sewn the last stitch xaxis | |
| Tilted on the side where they coulda been residing amongst freaks | |
| Company flow, kill informational leaks | |
| Flow some mo' co shit repeat 3x |
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