Impossible - Canibus, RBX

The black Pope fastens the rope, slashes the GOAT\nDrinks animal blood from my black bowl then lash from the throat\nRemove stash from the coke, laugh, joke, smoke, pass the dro\nThe fastest will be the last to go\nSky watches record the speech of the jaguar priest\nRain wizards who control the rainforest beast\nBars, give me more of them, the mad warrior, Ad nauseam\nCanibus, listen to them calling him\nRapid fire some lyrics like Big Pun spitting\nLike the time I sat there and watched him eat eight chickens\nI’m the sickest linguistically, illicit lyrical misfit, in the business\nStill ripping, motherfucker listen\nMicrophone spray, no delay, home and away\nI told them yesterday, «No way», I told them today\nI heard them say, «The flow is exact, so is the track»\nIt ain’t where you from, it’s where you at so why you going back?\nEver since 'HRSMN Talk', I stomp emcees for sport\nI rip 'em apart and never been caught\nIntelligent thought, aaah, like Masterpiece nigga\nMassacre niggas, Mr Masterpiece with the triggers\nYou can fly away but I’ma get ya, the dogs gonna fetch ya\nThe Horse gonna put you on the stretcher\nCapital letter, H-R-S-M-N\nWe did it before and now we the best again