歌词
歌曲名 The Mission 歌手名 Special Ed
作词:Howie Tee+Special Ed
作曲:Howie Tee+Special Ed
This is a mission not a small time thing
Let me tell you 'bout what happened
when the phone went
Well I was coolin at the crib with this girl suzanne
And everything was goin just accordin to plan
When the phone rang - yo I couldn't believe it
Told myself to ignore it forget it leave it
Just when things had started goin great
It rang again I said hold up wait
Picked up the phone yelled who the hell is this
Somebody said this is serious business
There's a tape in the mailbox between your doors
Take the tape from the box and put it in yours
I listened to the tape and my mouth just dropped
I picked up the phone but the man hung up
It said yo 'this tape will self-destruct'
I pressed the deck but the tape was stuck
Oh well what the heck I just cleaned up the mess
Opened up the closet got the bullet-proof west
Loaded up the sawed-off the double-barrel
The rambo knife with the hunting apparel
Threw on the trench kissed the girl good-bye
She said special ed don't go you might die
Started cryin and huggin on me so I shut her
I said sorry baby but I gotta do what I gotta
(you're on a mission)
Do what I gotta
This is a mission not a small-time thing
Took the express on a air force jet
The thoughts in my mind broke me out into sweat
I was thinkin of the message again and again
In particular the name of lu chin chen
Yo I landed in japan with intent to kill
You could tell I wasn't jokin by the look on my grill
Took a look at the picture of the man that I was after
A 5 foot 10 black-belt karate master
Knew where to find him knew where he would be
I turned around and showin up mr chen found me
I looked him in the eye with a stare so cold
I said i came to revenge for the rhymes you stole
Now you must die because that is my mission
He flipped back got into a fighting position
The tiger style the shit was wild
He threw his hands in the air he started to smile
I said you can smile now but you won't for long
Cause sucker you'll be sorry that you stole my song
He said choose your style I broke fool I said what
Pulled out the knife tried to shove it in his gut
It didn't even cut I flipped I started buggin
Pulled out the hand gun I shot a slug in
His chest he said buddah bless and stood proud
Out shot the bullet mr chen just bowed
So I shot him again - yo I couldn't believe
Mr chen caught the bullet in this two front teeth
Yo he kicked me on the floor just like I was a child
I got fed up I thought of flatbush style
Stood to my feet threw my hands to the sky
Shaked him then I faked him then I caught him in the eye
He started stumblin yo I started wildin
He tripped busted his lip I started smilin
Knew he was defeated but I wasn't done yet
So I shot him with the shotie then I jetted in the jet
(you're on a mission)
Jetted in the jet
This is a mission not a small-time thing
This is a mission not a small-time thing
This is a mission not a small-time thing
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