Lyrics:
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I see infrared like I been working on my soul
Care less about a hater, I'm the one that's really mad at me
Pray to God about it even if it ended
Well, are you infrared or ultraviolet?
Traveling in the realm of unseen waves of light?
Cloaking the dark in jewels,
Emitting all you envision?
I'm with her instead
But I don't, don't really wanna be
So now she's in my bed
And I feel your infrared
I think about everything you said
And I know,
What's up in the hood when you're in that's so not nice
When you set a foot into here that's a infrared
Whats up in the hood when i'm in that's
(Hook)
I want you to feed me with intelligence, adsorb your knowledge through my dread.
I adore seeing you in your element, your energy is infrared
this is gangsta
Collapse perhaps when a strap split you between your eyes
40mm infrared beams, homicides
.45's, .44 Desert Eagles to the skies
Tec-9s,
My repertoire of moves is really huge,
Just put your selection in.
You must be happy now I sleep the day away.
And I can now see in infrared
lenses. my infrared sixes
My infrared maxes and I ain't even matchin'
So gonna bring the bitches, and Peedi bring the Backwoods
And I'ma get some action,
get blast in your fingertips
Phasers with macs and handles clamped up on your hips
Infrared beams so sharp crease your pant seams
With
what's happening to our lives
I can't keep living this masquerade
When my lonely eyes see only your face at night
I only see in infrared
I can't
South Klique
What you wanna do bitch throwing up my set
Infrareds to your chest with a mess
Now stop you drop, like sweat it out my face
What killas want
serenades but doesn't falter
You offer infrared instead of sun
You offer paper spoons and bubble gum
Late sky
Like an all night radio station
Without
["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]
[Verse Two]
How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan
His operation led to destination under
sharpshooter, sharpshooter, hey
Infrared vein, don't you come out at night
Infrared chain, ah, you're 'bout to buy your life
Silver pistol too, with a notch
sharpshooter, sharpshooter, hey
Infrared vein, don't you come out at night
Infrared chain, ah, you're 'bout to buy your life
Silver pistol too, with a notch
cause you got no nuts, ho
[Chorus: x4]
It's gon be another deadly night more violent, more silent
As we stroll this bitch mo got down, my infrared
on the stocks
Cover the California plates and park the shit around the block
Jump out the phone booth wit infrared's on the glocks
On some Call of Duty shit,
on the stocks
Cover the California plates and park the shit around the block
Jump out the phone booth wit infrared's on the glocks
On some Call of Duty shit,
money, sprint to that green (on that money, sprint to that green)
300, bitch, that's the team (300, bitch, that's the team)
Infrared, yeah, we love them
nigga.
Muthafuckin infrared beam on dat muthafucka
Automatic clips, banana clips and some mo shit muthafucka,
wat u talkin bout mayne?
Shit finna get
the stairs
And why's you still talkin'
Homie? Nobody cares, yeah
Them pop-out boys got the drop on 'em (huh)
This infrared beam put the dots on 'em (huh)
infrared beam
He got hit with a dart
Flame strings and the STL baps
When we bome around
STL caps and Jay hats when we bome around
I'm with the Baby Stones,
get blast in your fingertips
Phasers with macs and handles clamped up on your hips
Infrared beams so sharp crease your pant seams
With
the prison
This is infrared, right on the target, take it in lead
I need my kids to live fly, I'm not just tryin' to get by
You violate, meet your fate, me
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