Lyrics
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I got a CD in the mail, it had my address
It said, "Here is your mission, if you accept"
In the restaurant bathroom, three stalls to the left
A chrome Desert Eagle with two extra clips
Get the mob boss, knock him off like Jimmy Dean
With the V.I.P. section with two guards on the scene
Twenty racks in the envelope, you know what's up
And the CD you hearin' 'bout the self destruct
Now I'm off to the scraper to pull another caper
The ghetto superhero that's only for the paper
In a dash, in a flash, I was at the restaurant
Tryin' to find me a park and put out my blunt
I'ma move in slow, stay in low
Keep my mind on the money in the bathroom door
I came out blazin', guns ready to clap
I was set up, Dirty Red, it was all a trap
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I'm on a mission, some say impossible
Try and stop me, you end up in a hospital
Security system really won't make a difference
'Cause when I take on a job, I got the right equipment
Use personal information to sniff you out
Threaten my loved ones, I'll snuff you out
It can't be done, I don't know what you talkin' about
Come the direct route, straight at these suckers
It's part three and I'm back like a motherfucker
Now what you gon' do when I run through the best in this business?
It's in and out without a doubt and I don't leave a witness
It's the trademark of my steez, that's some words I spit
You was sittin' on the toilet when your wig got split
If I decide to take on this mission, then daddy, it's curtains
Yeah, it's impossible for you to live and, nigga, that's for certain
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I got a call at three o'clock in the morning
Woke me up out my sleep, sweatin' and yawning
Bet this the call I been waitin' for
From the Haitian boss, "Baby, Mac, get up again"
They told me, "The package at the rendezvous
In a white truck, but hurry, they might be on to you
And this message is self destruct 'cause the phones might be tapped
Put your gat in your belt and rush"
I gotta take the package to the airport
And hand it over to them white boys and there we go
I see a black truck parked out from the pad
So that means I'm out the window and through the back
In my shoes a strap, vest to match the Girbauds
And if they come my way, I'ma explode
I grind a whole chicken in dime skittles
'Cause I'ma get all my money, I'm a rider, Mr. Bounty
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks
I'm on a mission impossible
Hustle past these obstacles
Everything a nigga touch is profitable
And when a pimp get rich, bless all his folks