Boondox, Violent J - Infectshun lyrics

I see a lot of these rappers with they nose up in the air
And they act like they don't know me like they all unaware
Stuck on motherfuckers in a clique, oh y’all the cool kids
Body breaks together like some bitches, y'all some bullshit
Too scared to live the life you write, you fight with dick pens
I'll snatch your notebook and your life now who you think wins?
Oh you got nuts behind annoying and you dissecting me
Step up out the fucking booth bitch, vasectomy
Pistol-whip your throat and mid-verse you wanna stack it up
Got some clever lines but you too pussy bitch won’t back it up
Spitting cause you aced the English, graduation hands shake
But you better keep it real so fuck you and yo fanbase

The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you
The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you



I put on paint so you refuse to take me serious
I got a question for you, answer cause I'm curious
How you gon' discount me when the shit you spit is all fiction?
How you roll and what you say has always been a contradiction
Two-faced motherfucker, eat the barrel, swallow five clips
Rap about a fake addiction, here swallow five scripts
Nothing wrong with happy home but saying yours was broken
Just to make your rhymes seem harder fool you must be joking
I guess you fake it till you make it then you make up bigger lies
I'd like to point the nine at you, squeeze it till the trigger dies
Kill you and that big-ass ego something real split about
One more year and your career nobody give a shit about

The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you
The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you

Too many of us put ours lives and our heart in this
A clever metaphor and punchline was your part in this
I ain't trying to hate, that's just life, please shout it out
But please keep your hands off of shit that you don't know about
It drives me insane when fools talk about being broke and drove to school in business
That's the ones I really wanna choke
You can stretch the truth, shit I do it all the time
But honesty’s in every song and blood in every rhyme
I make my living spitting, I don’t rap my kids don't eat
Your record fails to sell more money thrown at your feet
The game is just an outlet for the broke, you try to heal yourself
Take this shit for granted, mine as well go and kill yourself

The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you
The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you
The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you
The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you

[Michelle Bruce:]
The game is infected with sludge, so many phony fuckers
So far from the truth
If I fall over the edge, everybody suffers
My promise to you