Wu-tang Clan - Impossible

Song Rating: 8.26/10

Song lyrics:

[RZA] Yo, check check it
[Tekitha] You can never defeat
[RZA] Yo, check the method of this sh** right here one time
[Tekitha] The Gods
[RZA] Sparking your braincells to the upmost
[Tekitha] Impossible
[RZA] Unlimited epidemics being spreaded
[Tekitha] You can never defeat
[RZA] You know, we try and add on for yall n***as
[Tekitha] The Gods
[RZA] Yo, yo

[Verse One: RZA]
Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence
Women walk around celibate, living irrelevant
The most benevolent king, communication through your dreams
Mental pictures been painted, Allahs heard and seen
Everywhere, throughout your surrounding atmosphere
Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere
Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenements
Eighty-Five percent tenants depended welfare recipients
Stapletons been stamped as a concentration camp
At night I walk through, third eye as bright as a street lamp
Electric microbes, robotic probes
Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips
Stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration
Testing poison in prison population
My occupation to stop the inauguration of Satan
Some claim that it was Reagan, so I come to slay men
Like Bartholomew, cause every particle is physical article
Was diabolical to the last visible molecule
A spaceknight like Rom, consume planets like Unicron
Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron

[Verse Two: U-God]
United Nations, gun bias style patient
Formulating rap plural acapella occupation
Conquer land like Napoleon, military bomb fest
We want sanitary food, planetary conquest
Thug peoples on some hardco body sh**
Get your sh** together fore the f** Illuminati hit
Dreams is free and escape is sleep
For a fool peep j**els, keep tools for tough time
The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind
The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate
The whole Babylon, times up, move on
Kings on your pawn, checkmate, no fakes
Supposed through the gate, case closed
Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
Will holding guns, we take flight with no fright
And attack, never fear cause our words is clear
Whats been done cant be undone Son, we cant care
Cause the last days and times are surely here

Snakes and flakes get blown, by the righteous ones
Divine minds bind, we unified as one
Half of black folk, we half broke, smoke a bowl of weed sh**
Our everlasting essence stay flying over Egypt

[Hook: Tekitha]
For you to defeat, the Gods
Impossible, you can never... defeat

For you to defeat, the Gods

[Verse Three: Ghostface k**ah]
Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kimmy
Dont go son, n***a you my motherf**ing heart
Stay still son, dont move, just think about Keeba
Shell be three in January, your young God needs ya
The ambulance is taking too long
Everybody get the f** back, excuse me b**h, gimme your jack
One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
Nahhh Jamie, dont start that sh**
Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin f**ed up
When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
He pointed to the charm on his neck
With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
Plus he dropped one, oh sh**, here come his Old Earth
With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
b**hes yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
In the back of a cop car, Dirty Tasha are tellin
But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wallys like ketchup
Deep like the full a**a**ination with a sketch of it
It cant be, from Yoo-hoo to Lees
Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
He was announced, pronounced dead, yall, at twelve ten

[Outro: Raekwon and Tekitha]
Now what my man is trying to tell yall
Is that across the whole globe
The murder rates is increasin, and we decreasing
So at the same time, when you play with guns
When you play with guns Son
That causes the conflict of you going against your own
You hear me, so lets pay attention
Straight up and down, cause this is only a story
From the real

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 23:16