Artist: Infinite Limit 
Song: Slickness 
Beat: Unknown Beat 
Typed By: T-Bo 

(VERSE) 

You better be ready its here 
we came behind you back 
never seen it coming with a sneak attack 
another phat track 
rolling up in a big black truck 
tinted windows up 
niggaz looking at us like damn what the fuck 
rolling down the street looking bling bling 
got the gangsta shit pumping 150 db's 
chrome dubs not hubs is right for me 
not the ones on merecedes but the ones from overseas 
I got more skillz than many niggas put together 
cause I'll drop you like a feather 
and the bomb that I drop can explode much better 
leave a hot and misty air 
that once was a cold and freezing atmosphere 
yes jigga uh I'm prepared for war 
but to young to sip aclhohol at the bar 
don't ask me how I get all this money shit 
it don't matter where i get it 
im just rich bitch what......... 

(VERSE 2) 

What the fuck you mean when you call youself a pimp 
thats bullshit 
your girl wants to hang with me 
wanna bang with me 
wanna ride with me 
I got to laugh HE HE 
more bitches for me 
more bitches for free 
I don't give a fuck about them hoes 
I let them all know that I'm a type that bang bang goes 
I love the game 
why you wanna wake up to the same girl 
everyday shit man thats gay 
what you say? 
yo im sick of you niggaz rapping about the azn pride 
you don't see black pepole rapping black till i die 
don't get me wrong now I'm an asian myself 
but when it comes to rapping 
I explain myself fo shure 

(CHORUS) 

listen to my slickness in this one track 
we coming in through with the quickness 
thickness in blood 
we came back on the track 
where we rap again 
our own style 
own way 
T-bo rapping with Zhin 
got a bottle of criss 
sippin on some gin 
we pray to our dear lord forgive for our sins 

(VERSE 3) 

yo I chill back relax 
enjoy the place where im at 
kick back at E's yo 
desert eagle ready to blow 
like Horishima bomb bursts explode 
schockwave VMP nothing seen 
something felt smoke stacking the flow 
of devastation when it hits the destination 
of the target and place 
the missels never hit late 
it goes right through any gate 
and fucks up fate 
when your pasts not in your own hands can you relate 
to the ill shit 
to the real shit in your life 
this is the power that i have metaphore 
striking like a sniper 
ora energy sorrunds me 
put my life in one shit 
take the risk of my block 
I wont stop for any asian thug 
nobody else i know for shure 
I can let them in my house 
eat sleep chill smoke up 
they got my trust 
who busts with me along side 
true people that gonna ride 
till that day that they die 
going suicide mission 
I won't let them go 
espeically when I'm all fucking high 
I don't see but I understand the whole fact 
that good and bad honesty and loyalty lack 
I wont ask any questions 
and let them play the game 
minipulate me, repell it 
and I remain the same 

(CHORUS)