The Impossible - C.L. Smooth

Uh, turn it up like this now

Uh, gets busy

Tear up the city

It’s that filthy

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 could send for you

Can’t stand your attitude, then that’s the end for you

We play by my rules, and that can’t lose

It’s gon' take more than a killer to fill my shoes

It’s the top dog rep, the big boy step

Look around, ain’t too many of 'em like me left

You know, when the boss’s ill intention get thick

My answer 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, C.L.

is that next level, I got scores to settle

I let loose the rebel, deep in that heavy metal

Gets busy

Tear up the city

I’m that filthy