Bring It On - G-Mo Skee, Inf Gang

Now here’s the tale of a band of warriors

Hailing from the Eastbay region of Middle Earth

Prada the Goon, Hoodrat Nobe, Jae the Alien

Katz the Jew, Cool Cool Kavy, Cellion, (Inf Gang)

G-Mo Skee

The filth has returned

I emerged from the darkest depths

To murder your record label 'til their ain’t an artist left

You calling out the Inf Gang but you not a threat

You’re better off putting your balls in a hydraulic press

The deranged lieutenant in the militia

Telling a pregnant stripper to pop that placenta

Bitch you better make the water break before I tip you

Welcome to G-Mo's funhouse: another victim

I’m the king around here;

I’m uncle Elroy

Cut the devil’s horns off now he just Hellboy

J. Cole talking 'bout he want to fold clothes for you?

Fuck that I’ll knock a bitch out like Oscar Dela Hoya

If you think I’m bad, wait 'til you meet the gang

My niggas finna invade and you should be afraid

I-N-F hold your breath when you see the name

This that human cloth baby girl this ain’t even suede

Shoot up

Strap your boots up

Get in that line

Get in that line

Defying the culture

Headshotting a vulture

Won’t stop 'til it’s over

Nah

I kill for fun

But I definitely do it if you fuck with me in my house

Niggas cheerlead in the street

I tell 'em pick those pom-poms up and bring it on

You know who the fuck it is man?

Yo

I met G-Mo back when he was short as Danny Devito

Rocking a do-rag with the flap and the black peacoat

I secured my spot in hell

When I mentioned Harmony and Cell

Like an angel who fell under the Earth you dwell

Katz on the other hand was an ancient man

Met him out of a vacant van

Encased in sand

We were destined to be great from the gate

Especially when I opened a crate

And sealed our fate

Inf Gang!

Bust your head to the white meat

Shattered your rib cage

'Cause nigga you bitch made

They trying to bring drama this way and I’mma check 'em

I’m Inf Gang repping

Pinky’s all in a bitch rectum

The whole squad finna smash that

Skin a bitch alive and make human cloth dad hats

Alien Jake got a thing for milfs

Make 'em lick the ballsack so they can taste the filth

Shoot up

Strap your boots up

Get in that line

Get in that line

Defying the culture

Headshotting a vulture

Won’t stop 'til it’s over

Nah

I kill for fun

But I definitely do it if you fuck with me in my house

Niggas cheerlead in the street

I tell 'em pick those pom-poms up and bring it on