Dedicated to the realist nicca at the dubcc my nig Sccit

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Blood in blood out Sccit
Realest nicca at the dub
Reason why punkass bitcheZ show no love
Nicca been down, stayed real, stayed true
While others faded--nicca still reppin like gray and blue
Nicca give props to you
Cause you down with no hesitatez
Stay fluid--while bitch niccaz come late
Or come hate, you come TRU
Rep the west, rep the crew
Loyal large tall nicca rise up raise up Lazarus,
Kobe of the Dubb
Trauma punk was bitch
blade turncoat punk bitch
Siavash dirt Dogg weak Dogg no nutz
Rod retard KrayZie bone Copy Right
But all used to be meaning to me
Colors fade colors run
But got to give it up to all of dem one by one
Cause they made Finite Infinite ya dig
Da dubb da life of infinite da site on site now dead
Tom was a fuck ass nicca couldn't spit a rhyme to save his life
But suicidal like nit in da day we was laced at spirit at soul
Niccaz grow old degrees grow wise
Petey bitch nicca all lies
Like black superheroes Daz and Tray Dee
Infinite in a cape wit a caper like Rza study degreez
Figment of past imagination
Troll at end of a colored rainbow dipped in gold
A nicca never knowing his true father misled like Pac
Didn't think my pops was dead but still thought it was another nonetheless
Infinite under mad stress and now the games all fucced
When niccaz used to be blessed
Used to protect da cultuRe but now it's tweety birds absurd and nonsense
So infinite taking it back
Fuck me cause I'm invisible misled as to my own Genesis
Listening to Genesis from a cradle
To teenage and age or of golden age to time of Pac Death
Crept crawled but never to grow
But still we find a way--nature finds its way
Sucka others fuck all left but nicca Sccit Dub is broken
I put this on my unknown father--Infinite has spoken!!

[Sccit]

thank u.....did u foreal find out your pops was dead?

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

thank u.....did u foreal find out your pops was dead?

Got to know a niccaz name to know if a nicca dead or not—I don’t even know the name of my biological genesis—ya dig?

I was alluding to the PAC Story you see played out in “Dear Mama” where he at his unknown dads funeral

[Sccit]

infinite up in this shit the realest wit the endless spit
stupendous wit tremendous grit he grind on time
in time will shine can find him rhymin street corner hits
find the mind within the membrane teachin cats and in the end mayne
psychopathic actin games now overseas jus there to get paid