It's Possible

(álbum: Hitler Wears Hermes 7 - 2019)

[Jay Worthy:]
Yeah
Ayy, Westside Gunn, what's happening though?
It's your boy P Worthy
Tapping in all the way from the west side of Bompton
You feel me?

This for my Park niggas, keep shit bracking, we at the park, nigga
Nella West, can't forget about none of my Park Millers
The ride or die, Pro Club rockers with Corduroy slippers
Lean sippers, tall can drinking on English malt liquor
Day one, some homies is still in there fighting hot ones
Shooting dice in front of heads up until the cops come
Big homies still at HQ, that's how the block run
Gunn told me, "Talk that shit", so I'ma do that (I'ma do that)
Car pulling up we don't know, niggas like, "Who that?"
Berioso, shit get real, homie, mafioso
Couple keys in the trunk, got 'em off the boatload
On my way to Vegas with L and Ocho, woo

[Boldy James:]
I'm from where anything is possible, nigga
Where we at with it?

It's possible when the obstacles and the odds is against you that you faced with
Impatient, but I had to take it back to the basics
Fresh out the youth, he a couple months in that placement (Uh huh)
Third case tether bond, placed me on the ankle bracelet
Murder doing drug traffic, never wrote or made a statement (Not once)
Left two bodies on the scene, they thought they both were gang related
Bruno got rid of the street, Jermaine ran, but he slipped
I was copping four and a half, break dancing the big
Free my main mans in the brig, for the 'caine, did what it did
The neighbors kept calling the hood, sending ravens to the spig
Was high profile, stayed in my lane, made it my biz
Wasn't nowhere to be found when the feds raided the crib
We was outro, said they found a yopper and a AR
Was off the grid, but now them bitches got me on they radar
Did the chicken noodle soup, turned 10 to grey turk
All these pigeons in this coupe, feel like the Birdman Jr
Hooked up with the con creatures, cooking up them fried penguins
Looking at a five piece just riding with this nickel
Got lime in the [?], got hitman hired to hit you
Bro got popped with them bricks, I wish I was driving when they flicked you
Would've fleeted from the scene, you know if I was have been with you
Would've took one for the team, wouldn't've never let them frisk you
Partly responsible for me graduating the distro'
I did the impossible and made it out of my sitcho', whatever

[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, used to pay 18.5 for the whole thing
Then the feds brought down BMF, shit ain't been the same (Ah)
Then ChineGun got killed, then I had to do it big
Me and slime mobbing on the yard, fucking with the kid
I came home bagging up, then I violated (Then I violated)
You ever shot somebody you love 'cause they violated? (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Pistol in your mouth like annihilator (Like annihilator)
Could have fucked your bitch, but I'd be downgrading (But I'd be downgradin)
Auto Mick nickels with the pistol, get your issue (Boom, boom, boom)
Eating new wave, beat the pot, instrumental (Ah)
Smile Johnny Dang, 30K for the dental (Ah)
You in a Maybach, the only thing, that shit a rental (Skrt)