Artist: CL Smooth Album: American Me Song: The Impossible Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] Turn it up like this now Uhh, gets busy Yeah what? C'mon It's that filthy [CL Smooth] You talkin 'bout a Black Heart? I set off the movement Bet you my left hand ain't nothin like me doin it Where is the air that's not tainted and unpolluted? See every order be followed and executed Snap of the finger, and I can send for you Can't stand your attitude then that's the end for you You play by my rules and that can't lose It's gon' take more than a killer to fill my shoes This the top dog rap, the big boy step Look around, ain't too many of 'em like me left You know, when the boss is in the tension get thick My answers stay short, and my strikes come quick Mastermind behind the grind, what makes a man like him tick? The crew I feed, the chick I pick Boy, CL is that next level, I got scores to settle I let loose the rebel deep in that heavy metal [Chorus] Gets busy Tear up the city I'm that filthy [CL Smooth] I'm set to do some numbers, show you how I do summers Winter spring and fall, you can watch daddy ball My niggaz play the wall while they send me top shelf Under watchful eyes but look like I'm by myself The name in the book, so right before the beef cooks I have 'em in the freezer hangin off the meat hooks I give 'em different looks, even when the lights dim You got signs of bein Smooth but you are not him I breathe life in the game, no price to the fame That keep a nigga like me on a chick's brain Move that pretty, think that witty Earn that rent, the first kid from Uptown to crack that bet From a young gun to the one big cannon The bread expandin, this took plannin They said it can't be done, too tough an obstacle That's why I'm out here set to do the impossible! [Chorus] Gets busy It's that rock shit Tear up the city I'm that filthy [CL Smooth] It's like diamonds and toys, that's hers and that's your boys This hard rock shit to that bunch of noise I'm leavin niggaz scramblin, only left to gamblin Where ain't no tellin how much I'm really handlin I make it look good, I keep it so hood It's crazy, everything I slept on made me Sharp when I wrote this, man with a focus I'm out there too busy living it to notice I'm a problem in these streets, mixed over them beats Half a million fans await my release And when I step in the door and it's the realest shit you ever saw I make a half a million more fans on tour Fucker~! From the pen to the block sucker Place your bets, all my work covered Why they wanna be me, how they study my G and how my team is playing shutdown D [Chorus] Gets busy Tear up the city I'm that filthy