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