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Mr. Impossible can do the most amazing things

For instance, he can jump over a house

[whistling sound] Impossible!

[Mad Child]

Yo, ay

I ain't foreign man, you call me Norrin Radd

Most of these new rappers suck but most of them they aren't bad

Madchild like Kid Cudi, he is hella cool

I like Jay Electronica, Blue, and Yelawolf

Evidence and Saigon, I'm a fuckin python

Dark icon, even when the fuckin light's on

Shoot me with the glock yeah, shoot me with the Nikon

Shoot me fuckin groupies eatin sushi with my Nikes on

Rockin Gucci makin hype songs

I'm a Battle Axe Warrior, that is life-long

As a matter fact, got a axe in my right palm

Plus I got a knife in my left that is quite long

Thank God for replenishment, now I'm power limitless

I devour enemies, rappin like there's ten of me

Crawl like a tarantula, creep like a centipede

Madchild from S&M, they'll remember me

I'm a renegade, stoned drinkin lemonade

I'm a heavyweight, poems like I'm Hemingway

Human pipebomb, everything wrong

Little Hulk smash (RRAH!) little King Kong

I don't care though, I'm a weirdo

Glasses at night, let my nails and my beard grow

I'm a werewolf starin like a scarecrow

"I'm scaling this wall just as easily as I can walk!" - [Spider-Man]


(True Blood) like Anna Paquin, a radioactive arachnid

4th of November, scorpion poison forever preserved

in viles of pirates a spiral staircase trance

Feel the web get tighter as the spider's enliven

The Silver Surfer beside me glidin through space in the infinite

while the others stay limited rearrange the derivative

Spit a rhythm like rivets and build a city in dream time

(Inception) like DiCaprio your mind is the scene of the crime

(I need a push) Give me mine cause limited time is only allotted

I'm paintin verbal high with Basquiat and Jackson Pollock

Take my archaeological logic, my architectural office

Bloodhounds can lead you to the carcass as officers

Battle Axe clan wars harpoons and spears

I'm harvestin the crop that I planted last year

Walk upon a lonely planet, no plants dead yeah

Eatin red meat, oppose those who dare come near

Mr. Impossible

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