Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Mission, artist - Spooks. Album song S.I.O.S.O.S.: Volume One, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.10.2012
Record label: Essential Media Group
Song language: English
The Mission |
| My style cap to the Bible rap to the title track |
| I got it locked and aim like a rifle master |
| After the nine double, I need therapy cause my mind struggles |
| I search, but all I can find is trouble |
| With my big eye open, when I roll with a flow |
| It’s just like, magnifico |
| Though my creations are felt and got occupational wealth |
| Still wicked as Satan’s health |
| It’s ok for your health, take a journey today |
| You’ll learn the rules if ya please let me play with your mind |
| I make ya feel divine when I unravel a rhyme |
| That’s gonna make you travel through time |
| You wanna get high? |
| I’ll take you to the bottom of the sky |
| Pass the galax-i, Hypno’s gonna teach you to fly |
| Close your eye, then close your other eye |
| Now in a flash you on another ride to the other side |
| (Ming Xia — sung) X 2 |
| Travelin', searchin' for Wisdom… The Mission |
| (sung) |
| I want Wisdom, but Wisdom’s only friend is time |
| Who I, I run away from |
| But he always catches me and walks faster than I ran |
| Time always gets his way |
| An uninvited guest who spends more than just one day |
| Told me the only way, that I can meet Wise |
| Is if he brought his friend Mistake |
| Y’all know I’m movin' like a current, through the socket I shock 'em |
| Put me on the stereo, here we go spritiual I sock 'em |
| ]From the top to the bottom, ya know what? |
| I got 'em |
| I load the mic up with heat, lock it cock it and rock 'em |
| Cause here I come, travelin', searchin' for Wisdom |
| Hittin' another plane that’s in between the drum |
| So journey with me, I think you’ll find when your done |
| Spooks raisin' up the caliber, out shinin' the sun |
| My control raps speak the truth like phone taps |
| I know you wanna express yourself, blow that |
| Cause my dispersement of searches remain stable and pertinent |
| When I’m hurtin' it the verbal philosophy resembles Socrates |
| Now who the FUCK wanna rock with me? |
| My approach is thunderous like giants with knockin' knees |
| And then I’m on a mission for bad karma that blister my balls |
| GA GA! |
| Got 'em from behind his pigeon door |
| (sung) |
| Time always gets his way |
| An uninvited guest who spends more than just one day |
| Told me the only way that I can meet Wise |
| Is if he brought his friend Mistake |