Ike (Login infamous_Ike) from IP address 216.218.65.162
June 3, 1986--- The gift was given to me...
Dudes keep saying im cool/
why you think im so hot...nigga my birthday in June/
and my block keep clips that'll play a tune/
you be swetting even with the AC in ya room/
im the sickest nigga out, and yes im a Gemini/
if i told you why im so nice, you still couldn't figure why/
im here like the sun and the moon, strumming a tune/
born with the gift since i was young in the womb/
moms told me i couldn't rap, that was a lie/
now niggas think they hotter than me, that waa a try/
that coan never be completed, not now or any life span/
as long as i got the pen and pad in my right hand/
ima keep blazing like never before/
every verse hitting hard like borettas and 4's/
try to knock me off son and boys will erase you/
ya vest won't work cause im giving you a facial/
i make moves, if i like ya feets then i take shoes/
grimy on the streets, Inf Ike known to break dudes/
but im on the net so these niggas don't know the half/
im a problem, think you can solve me then show the math/
bet this, you don't need equations B/
Im here now and aint nobody replacing me
HollaBoy
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In the street niggas die
They got fired cuz they tried
Test the game of the man
Who's committing homocides
Suicide
Would be better for you fools
But I'll be damned if I don't
Help you out
I can and I'm willing
To proceed with a killing
Stick a gauge up ya anus
Do a crime make it haneous
Amos anger to my chamber
Let a slug through that toe
Cuz I'm on a body stalk
Puttin suckers in the chalk
Walk the walk
Get ya game
Guns click it's whatever nigga
I ain't brought shit
So you know whatever's clever nigga
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you are the fakest cat i ever seen,
you are like a goblin thats green,
ive seen,
you lean,
my shots are clean,
you are so weak,
even my ho's could beat you up you fucking geek,
thinking your a God, but ur not greek,
Ill show u a trick,
when i clap my hands u will have no dick,
my rhymes are mythological,
ur rhymes are pornographical,
Ike is a fuck fag,
so dont be surprised if u end up dead in a bag,
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Listen up fam, if im fake you aint real/
come to my block, we'll serve you biscuits for a meal/
you can never get a deal, and ima give you the reason/
all ya rhymes are whack as hell, it hurts me when im reading/
i'll cruise through ya block, wit the ozze or the glock/
and when i finish banging shots, you'll snooze like a clock/
and you a fag anyway you concerned with dick/
i do tricks and get chicks wit a perm and hips/
fuck the bull, you a clown, my nigga lets get it popping/
parental advisory---i'll make sure you parents watching/
Ike the type of nigga that you know you cant handle/
cause my weakest punch;ines will get ya career dismantled/
im playing with the raps, this is nothing to me/
if i aint spitting then im on the block ducking the D's/
get a life lil boy, i mean MC Nigger/
you talk guns, but i bet mine'll emp-ty quicker/
i was taught coming p dont hesitate to squeeze triggers/
cause dead or sorry is all its gonna leave niggas/
flowing with Inf ike you better take caution/
i'll blow a hole in ya chest and leave you in exhaustion/
recently i made my vocabulary known/
and i bet every person that read it vocabulary grown/
im sick now and yes i plan to get better/
take a number if you hatin, i plan to get cheddar
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