Islam track I'm working on...

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

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Islam track


after all the other ways
Comes Islam, turn to everything else
then turn to Qu'ran
turn to harm
the blade of brutus turned inward
those went astray, fallen foolish
Turned to drugs found fallen down
frolicking around in the sewers
human beings crawlin round on all fours
Allah opens up the doors
to a higher potential
Man see's self in period of exponential
Growth and becoming
out of waste and unwanting
A desire for something
Man stands up after he fell
for the house without window is hell
To create the window is religions essence
Man seeks to commune with the divine presence
As world gets desperate and seeks distraction
The Muslim finds positive interaction in the masjid
Positive energy flow in remembrance of Creator
Forgets vaugaries things petty and re-focuses on major
Effort required, 5 prayers, 5 times daily refocus
Fasting, and studying, no detail goes un-noticed
Allah shows a way when all else has failed
Muslim strong against Shatan never to be derailed

ISlam track

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Personal Track


I'm feeling my fate like it was God's design/
I pray I stay focused and make something out of mine/
Before it's too late I want to wake up and fullfill my destiny/
But these backstabbers ain't no joke, and they're steady gettin the best of me/

I used to sit  in my room and cry out till my eyes would black out
when I was about 17 years of age  I was filled with rage
till the light hit me like granite rock from the country of Arafat
once an ancient pagan sanctuary place of many legends
falling angels and broken peasents sending prayers into the air
from desert sands fearing only God with prayers to be exalted
Peaceful in their promise land lives left in gods hands
they submitted and I am the infinite spiritually I live eternally
I'm heaven sent but physically I live in torment
the struggle that is my life stressed filled days and lonely nights
I'm white and live under the stars and stripes but never felt fortunate
never knew for what to fight never knew where I fit
whether or not to give a shit fuck, damn, or speak polite
remain silent, remain violent, or be diseased
but nevertheless, I came correct on the mic
and it's the only thing I've ever liked, loved,
              can't see where I'm coming from? but atleast let me finish
once considered demented I still considered myself to be decent
and even if the preacher man doesn't see it
              I'm going to make you believe it.

Yo I can't call you and that's just the way it is, same thing you told me about life when I was a kid/
Never got any answers studied this rap shit daily to keep from being the next Charles Manson/
But our relationship is only a reflection of what's going inside your mental, so let this be your example for future reference/
Otherwise I suggest that you try being more selective when you pass judgement, because I don't give a fuck what the status quo is/


Personal track

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Battle Track


This can't be found in no bible/
you follow a path that's blasphemous/
like the worhipping of false idols/
My rhymes fly far over your head like the sun/
of which I am man, you just a child/
My offspring, go check the meaning of sterile/
speaking to omens cuzz you fear the unknown/
spitting superstition resulting from ignorance/
like belief in witchcraft, invisible forces and spirits/
You falsified, the 5'9" comes with the corrections/
purifying wisdom for seeds polluted with imperfections/
I bring heat, like warm air rising causing convections/
I'm high wieght, your light, cold air causing condensation/
I'm hotter than the flames of Satan/
Air unstable causes hail, tried to deny me and you failed/
Lost in your emotions, I purify your with wisdom/
Of wich the earth contains 20 plates/
I race to the finish, send you down for the count/
Ends at 10, your skills diminished, your carear is finished/

Battle Infinite your Bent on Hell/
Coming up sterile/ I purify my soul/
Casting a spell, Ring the Bell- Your Finished/



The dime piece had on musk so strong I could
taste the male deers guts when I fucked
Infinite 5'9"'s fhymes make the genre think
about switching it's focus from the East to the midwest side
Cause like Warren G we bring heat
the territory that surrounds Infinite 5'9"'s enclave
is beneath me I'm from the midwest where we don't pack tech's
and live like mental slaves Infinite 5'9" heralded the news
I announced it while ya'll faggots stand astounded
I herald the paradigm of what a great mc is supposed to be
ya'll faggots is lazy laying next to me look at my example
of what a great rapper is supposed to be mentally and physically superior
I make the wack wearier Inferior mc's lyrics go to waste
While I increase my fan base with stark minimalism repitition
commercialism comes up missin' I leave only the basics to make this
so you can listen I speed up Everlasts bad heart condition
Rhymes courtesy of Infinite 5'9" I leave mc's staggering for position
loosing you confidence and strength of person your condition only worsens

                                   chorus
Cause this is… Just some shit I wrote in hopes you'd know I was the dopest/
Leave you focusing on this rhymes brighter than the star of sirius I shine/
I'm Infinite and 5'9" in hieght and I write all day all night it's my life/
It's a feeble existence but still I'm defenseless agianst the evilness/

Incisive when I write this on the hype tip I cut through you
sharp and penetrating leave your body laying flat pinned
to the rap mattress Leave you magnetized I compelled
you to this rhymes like gangbangers compelled to hell
Structurized and minimal smallest or least possible
I topple the competition searching for the next obstacle
The beats are little more than a drum kick but my lyrics are sick
Infinite 5'9"s rhymes are landmarks in time when opposing mc's
began to fall behind with my formalist rigour my ego gets bigger
behind the mic trigger with strict attention to outward form and tradition
this is severe I beat down queer apposing mc's stand in fear.
After the refrain take a trip inside the brain of an insane rhymer
Allow me to introduce my partner and accomplise in this crew
Of Melanin Deficient rhymers bringing sounds from street cyphers

                          chorus
Cause this is… Just some shit I wrote in hopes you'd know I was the dopest/
Leave you focusing on this rhymes brighter than the star of sirius I shine/
I'm Infinite and 5'9" in hieght and I write all day all night it's my life/
It's a feeble existence but still I'm defenseless agianst the evilness/

Almost time to crown the first champion/
Picture an mc possesing everything needed to win/
The only thing I lack is melanin but still I spit venom/
I'm white like 3rd Bass, Search-in' as I erase Social Narcotics/
While pissin on what's false those that write trite topics?/
I speak the real for those that struggle/
But some don't understand my hustle/
because their minds aren't together like 3-dimensional puzzles/
I represent on behalf of the third planet from the sun/
of which I'm 93 million miles from, but under God I am One/
Like an atom bomb I'm going to blow the fuck up/
And like Adam I'll fuck the gay rapper up as if he was Eve/
That bitch is getting beat for eating the apple/
Slap the slut around in a wife beater I'm an asshole/
Forget battling me, like Arab immigrants crossing the border/
I murder you like RBX with No Mercy, No Remorse/
With no need for recourse my purpose is definite/
I pass through space and time I'm Infinite/

                           chorus:
I'm angry when I write because/
my life has been less then heaven/
I've blead and suffered cause my head is lost forever/
I severe my ties with my self so I'm gone always suffer/

                            verse 2
Potential energy here comes the lyrical explosion/
Leave you laying cold in the streets stiff and frozen/
Back away from the mic this wieght you'll never be holden/
Till I'm old and lonely the spoken word is golden/
Make you to face 'Reality', like the third dimension/
Your 'Time' is up like the forth one/
My word is 'Bond' like hydrogyn and oxygen/
Use self restraint and don't think about replying/
if ignorance is bliss then your life must be intoxicating/
but my higher self refuses to fail me/
so let hell be your home, I got lyrical bullets for the soul/
it's your turn to rhyme, so go grab your stones.
Speaking Biology, Your Muthafuckin Right I bring the Science/
That's mathematics for the soul while you live with blinders/
My word is bond to be defended, so I bless the mic with my Infinite vision/
                           chorus:
I'm angry when I write because/
my life has been less then heaven/
I've blead and suffered cause my head is lost forever/
I severe my ties with my self so I'm gone always suffer/


                           verse 3
Mass equals energy, everything stays in the motion intended/
My rhymes fly by you because time is only an extension/
Mass is the foundation for matter, now pay attention and listen/
The Inner G' Force is only seen through knowledge of self/
Physical is only temporary what we need is spritual wealth/
My soul is deep like Indian Tribes from the 19th century/
I come in peace but will still leave you bloody like the Cherokee/
I am one of a select few who make up the Melanin Deficient crew/
We're the ones who will eat threw you like Cannibals/
while carrying swords in our mentals and busting lyricall bullets over instrumentals/
metaphorical, and still more real than you could imagine/
With balls so large you can't wrap your mouth around them/
Bust off roofs of section eights, why you crawl under public housin/
I'm lyrically sick, but yet educated, fuck up your predicment/
predicting signs decoded in multiples of seven/
I'm a contradiction, an mc who's hotter than hell but speaks of heaven/
Ignorant are those that try to battle the Infinite/
with every line they spit they fall deeper into embarrasement/
I never thought that 2Pac was God, I'm not a 5 percenter/
No man can be God only a prophet or a sinner/
Pac said God don't like Ugly it was written/
there was knowledge in Pac's rhymes in case you missed it/
so Like my idol I drowns seeds in the water rich with wisdom/
Seeds then grow with their higher selves showing from within them/
I guess ya'll ain't seeing me like fiber optics/
My life was transparent from the start, I've suffered for the longest/

                           chorus:
I'm angry when I write because/
my life has been less then heaven/
I've blead and suffered cause my head is lost forever/
I severe my ties with my self so I'm gone always suffer/

                          verse 1
My shit is battle enhanced, so get in your defensive stance/
It's a lyrical Sword Dance, This is my only chance to advance/
So smash on the kid next to you up in the mosh pit/
Think Infinite just talks shit I'll rip your vocal chords out and line you in chalk/ 
Think I just 'walk the walk', but when i fucken march I Strut'/
Blazin your bitchass up, 'smoke' you/
and flick you out the window like a 'ciggarrette butt'/
I'm gone unleash sinister tacticz/
Gimme that mic back this shit ain't practice/
You act like an actress but ur lyrics are 'malpractice'/
My verbal assaults impale mo spikes then a 'cactus'/
Your all burnt out like my back tires, I spit more fire/
I'm labeled to hot to handle, so grab your oven mitz/
I make you call it quits, ask who's next in your click/

                                   chorus: 2
I rhyme because I'd die if I couldn't release this shit/
Come up in the club and then rush your click/
Silence the witness I'll spit this till I'm finished/
Put it on my coffin when my life has ended/

                          verse 2

You evolved from the theory of wack intelligence/
tha weakest specimen/
im lettin u battle me so u can dwell in my excellence/
simple pestilence,regrouped from artificial reverence/
my question is,
do u waste cells from tha brain everytime u post messages?/
yes it is,
cuz your da dumbest for steppin up to me and not knowin what da lesson is/
u blend wit your own kind...processed tha slow mind/
crack your back so hard ill give scolioses to your spine/
flip scripts cuz u kiss kids with dip shit pre writ lines that dont rhyme/
im attackin sharper than directions wit solid angles/
i dismantle whatchu cant handle,
and leave permanent markings on ya body like a vandal/
no one can stand u,
try to give more 'blows' than tha Clinton and Lewinsky 'scandle'/

I rhyme because I'd die if I couldn't release this shit/
Come up in the club and rush your click/
Silence the witness I'll spit this till I'm finished/
Put it on my coffin when my life has ended/

                                     verse 3/
my wicked spits are arcane, while u spit inhumane/
but cant 'land' a 'record deal' if ya was drivin a 'def jams plane'/
comitee tha wack campaign,
get elected fo an ass whoopin fo tryin to regain mo wack reign/
i bleed u, and blood is filled wit shock make ya goin thru siezers/
my features, include being an animal to super human of a creature/
'stain' whatchu 'game' in 'ball' and sit u down 'permanent'ly in 'bleach'ers/
electric...something runnin thru my veins projected/
every wack thing detected,
goin off tha scale cuz of infected wackness injected/
i put pressure on your dentures so u speak of nonsense/
knock u out unconcious,and make ya stay obnoxios/
and make ya deal with ya shoulders concience,
for 'spittin' against a 'god' in this uneven contest/
i stop shouts, with ferocious rhyme bouts,
that freeze rounds when i spray acidic water on mouths,
and while ya slouch,
i give ya a virtual uppercut...this has been a knock out!


I'm feeling my fate like it was God's design/
I pray I stay focused and make something out of mine/
Before it's too late I want to wake up and fullfill my destiny/
But these backstabbers ain't no joke, and they're steady gettin the best of me/

                        chorus
When I drop shit it's felt/
but some say this is a cry for help/
I strive for knowledge of self/
but I'm trapped in this hell/

                        verse 3
I'd never be like him………………
Now my next of kin is more like a hindrince/
Battling this world I've had to keep up my defenses/
Let's pause for 5 seconds in silence for my  rememberence/
fuck that shit now I'm 'back with a fuckin vengence'
Coming with versus more frightening, like returning titans/
Thunder and lightning, beef never squashing keep fighting/
With my internal flames burnin I'm a freight train' gaining 'momentum'/
Shining forever brighter than the lightest colors in da 'spectrum'/
I was spoon fed everything, but what good is seeing/
……………………. being an asshole/
My verbals fly by you like missile 'heat seekaz'/
i spit mo fucken acid then there is in science lab 'chemistry beekerz'/
I fuck up the rap game and leave it in sinister positions/
Like Blair witch scares picturin' horrific visions/