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