aka. Scarecrow / Keiser Soze
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe shit
Approachin Da Scarecrow'll butchure and
Tearin' up niggas wit double edge
- Lord Infamous
bash him in his cataracts, feed him to my alley rats/
yeah ho its like that, fuck you you don't like it/
shoot that trick, i need a cigarette, give me a light bitch/
(sample from verse 2 of "Murder on the Menu," featured on the Lord Infamous solo album "Lord of Terror"
Born as Ricky Dunigan in '75, which makes him 35. He never left Three 6 Mafia. His contract with the label was breached because he'd been arrested too many times, and they couldn't have someone like that on representing their label. So with that, he became the Co-CEO of the Black Rain Ent. Label.
There's been many YouTube videos asking about who would win in a rap battle between Lord Infamous and Lil' Wayne (Who met to make a track with Lord and his group, the tear da club up thugs, called "Hypnotize/Cash Money" back in '98). Seeing as Lil' Wayne doesn't write his own shit, I'd say Lord Infamous would shit all over his bitch ass. But in real life, it remains to be seen. They have yet to reacquaint, but I hope that Lord's opinion of Lil' Wayne has changed since '98 and kicks his ass or shoots him. SOMETHING.
Every track he's been in he DESTROYS with his demonic, or at the least, violent lyrics. His verses are usually the only ones to look forward to on his label's albums. Everybody else on the label (II tone, T-rock, Mac Montese of TNT or Top notch thugs are OK, but don't have that experience like Lord displays)
No one else compares to Lord Infamous's horrorific lyrics except former fellow Three 6 Mafia member Koopsta Knicca. Rumor has it, the two will collab once again sometime in the future.
Check them tramps, I neva nap cause Scarecrow gotta have the
Dividens, theres plenty ends for managin those prostitutes
Kickin that black bitch in her big end so hard that she pickin the skin up
off my boots
My brother has always said dont have no mercy on these hoes
Make them walk the strip until they wearin out they shoe soles
And ever since then I cant stand to see a bitch with a dollar
It mess me up that funky bitch cause I'll a
Bitch you got to work, go to work, Do some dirt
Bring Lord Infamous back some money before you get yo ass hurt
Bitch, You betta meet yo fuckin quota
Bitch you betta wise up
Fuck around and get yo ass put in the piledriver
Busta mother fucka pain hennessey across ya fuckin head
Hit you in the knee cap with a pipe and try to break yo leg
Man there's plenty money to be made In the M-Town
Niggaz betta learn you gotta beat a funky bitch down