[Intro]

Infamous Crew back in this mothafucka, on some Retribution like shit, world trend

What up

[Verse 1: Cricket Novatore]

I remain anonymous, I'm sadistic

I'll kill my own crew like Vaag did Euronymous

I breathe the stench of flesh and watch churches turn to ash

They burn fast and it's payback for indoctrination

Years of repression breeding endless counts of molestation

Priests elusive, evading grips like tax evasion

Earth's experience is sick and tyrannical with tales of ancient mysticism change the fuckin' TV station

I come correct like a motherfuckin' mathematician

I love sedition and the sound of a body dropped

I'll make your body flop, like an exorcism

Snap fools in half at the waste like karate chops

I hope for prison breaks, at every institution

'Cause my solution is the murder of authority

Mortuaries getting filled up from the retribution

Fuck mercy, execution you don't want a war with me!

[Verse 2: TWC]

I'm here for revenge that might be justifiable

But everyone around me thinks that I'm maniacal

Motherfuckers think I'm goofy cuz I got a lot of jokes

But who's laughing now when I run up on 'em with the pole

And everywhere I go I'm getting props from all the folks

Cuz I'm killin' all the foes and I'm blowin' hella O's

So I'mma tell you how it goes, flip about a pound of blow

Smoke about a pound of dro, stick the strap up to yo' dome

Got the chrome in my pocket, and now I'm about to cock it

Shells in the sky like some fuckin' bottle rockets

And the clock is tick-tockin', revenge is very toxic

Y'all snitches better watch it, and y'all haters better stop it

Cuz I'm never fuckin stoppin', until y'all fuckin' droppin'

Retribution's what is poppin', Infamous is what I'm rockin'

Till the end I'm always clockin', yeah, uh

[Verse 3: Puck]

Tongue swollen and lolling

Smiley miley on molly

We gestate on lengths

Words wrap around waists

What happens when mouths run dry

Down ribs you choke on rhymes

Squawk like hungry gulls

Breadcrumbs dropped for criminals

The wine my lines I'm spillin'

The verse my body christened

Fuck the subliminal

I'm abrasive, and faced with

Living a life or a lie to be safe in

So I'm chasin'

Where these chains end

I'm the maggot gon' feed on your dead

Faggot gon' bleed her in bed

Wit' dat tongue jelly-ribbed, too safe, the tip

Powdered latex you heinous

In your coated half-assed quip

Gonna get you a fat lip

My tongue rooting the split

Bloody stump, hardened lump

I'm at your throat

Watching you grind your gums in a slump

Whip it up

See where it gets you

ICU

And I'll be in the waiting room

[Verse 4: Gore Elohim]

Shit bags and convicts some kids who never leave the projects

We turned buildings to moshpits sold dope at the hot beds

Sold coke in Prospect Park right near the A-lines

Before the 2 Tecs flooded with K-9's and cop techs

Ayatollah robes in Russian teens post mortam, orphans, veyguy

Like closed coffins, selling blow often

Dirt naps and walking abortions, caliber flow

Nauseous, Washington Heights block work, dopers, a fortress

Bundles of brown Hades and tunes under heavy surveillance

Get a pound and sniff in the glue, no racks like Sammy the Bull

Selling pills on campus, weed caravans

Mommies hiding they dope in they Pampers

Great architects, apocalypse scholar, we did that shit on Hoffa

We hit the kid I clipped two in his wig

Crooked eyeballs twisted like Big

With scimitars paid a fuckin' vig live and let live to see the fridge