译文: 大众无限. 啦啦歌.
译文: 大众无限. 妈的Boyz（2000混合）.
bring me some that feels right negativity (thrashy) conspiracy I've got a mirror in my pocket pracks lookin hard, that's reality I say!!, free the mass
(feat. MC Eiht) (Westside, in the house, for the ninteen ninety sick. Yeah, Mc Eiht in the house, Infinite Mass in the house. And this is how we represent
(feat. Helluva & T'Shun) Infinite Mass, Infinite Mass hear the infinite sound that's platinum bound Infinite Mass, Infinite Mass Fo' sho' baby with
dancing pussy galore in a black shirt and a red tie in a leather jacket that looks real fly -"We can plan a murder or start a religion" Being Infinite
MASS THE MASS THE INFINITE MASS THE MASS THE MASS (The Infinite Mass) THE MASS THE MASS THE INFINITE MASS THE MASS THE MASS (The Infinite Mass) THE MASS THE MASS THE INFINITE MASS
[Cham] 1991 I'm that dude you see hanging around the town You can call me a greaseball if you like the way it sounds Is it a smile on your lips turned
[Chorus: x2] This young girl She's a freak She's up clubbing Every night of the weekend And all around town It's the same old sound Spread that fever
THE MASS THE MASS THE INFINITE MASS THE MASS THE MASS (The Infinite Mass) THE MASS THE MASS THE INFINITE MASS THE MASS THE MASS (The Infinite Mass) THE MASS THE MASS THE INFINITE MASS
[Both] whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa [Cham] This not a video, I don't burn the thing I see this not a fashion show, with
[Cham] 1991, Deliver hits by the tongue (AK) Son of a gun, what you want Turn it up, pump up this shit Infinite all day and shit I see fools hanging
(feat. Pauline) [Intro: Pauline] La la lala la la la la, Oooh yeaaah La la lala la la la la La la lala la la la la La la lala la la la la [Verse 1:
the man with love for the brown thighs and the but stuffed, round brother on me baby, but you know you can't fade me on my crew the infinite mass late
Can you dig it? Yeah ! Can you dig it!? YEAH! Caaan yooouuuu diiig iiit !!? YEEAAHHHH! [Chamdin a.k.a Cham] Can I get it on with my girlfriend, a good
Traveling alone in this Cosmic and mystic fog Feeling a strange presence In front me all darkness. Master of the universe I follow your paths Show me
that Like Mr. Long, my brother from another mother Yo check it out (Bounce, make it bounce, make it bounce, c'mon!) Speak to your speaker, cause it's the time of day Something new for the mass
cause once upon a time, not long ago Before hip hop was made for the radio An MC show had to cold rock the masses Used to wear a Kangol wit the clear
