Mr. Impossible - Swollen Members

Mr. Impossible can do the most amazing things

For instance, he can jump over a house

Impossible!

Yo, ay

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

Most of these new rappers suck but some 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 fucking python

Dark icon, even when the fucking light’s on

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

Shoot me fuckin groupies eating sushi with my Nikes on

Rockin Gucci making hype songs

I’m a Battle Axe Warrior.

That is life-long

As a matter fact, got an 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, rapping 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 drinking lemonade

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

Human pipe bomb, everything wrong

Little Hulk smash 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 staring 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 vials of pyrex a spiral staircase trance

Feel the web get tighter as the spiders enliven

The Silver Surfer beside me gliding 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 painting verbal high with Basquiat and Jackson Pollock

Take my archaeological logic, my architectural office

Bloodhounds can lead you to the carcasses officers

Battle axe, claymores, harpoons and spears

I’m harvesting the crop that I planted last year

Walk upon a lonely planet, no plants dead dear

Eating red meat, oppose those who dare come near

Mr. Impossible