Subrocs Mission

Man, (I need a shave and a haircut) Not now Come back like in a hour and a half or something, know what I'm saying? (I hope to see you sooner than you think) Well I guess I'm up and at 'em and I'm ask a say I'm goin and strollin this typical day So I can go Mother may I? No I may stay Okay, straight to the back and I'm out Anyway they step to war bounds More than can each and all my posse makes crazy pounds Live from Diego to Shabone and that new kid Dave He had a willy doe, my afro he did save This kid waited crazy long for a cut and shouted "I do crave" (A haircut and a shave) Yeah mischief ran through my head, guess what? My clipper's are broke, I guess I treat 'em like a nut He choose to do a capoof my through the scald Oops! My bad chief ya half bald In a mirror he looked, side to side his head shiftin Stop wishin, til he knew...(it's the mission) Now this mistake I bettered from, yeah trust me now Come come and take a pick... from the barber Mr Roc It was the least and last strength, mmmmm Then again sneaky might I get Only thin patience in your heart is set If patient, then me a cut patient G And I'll seek to get it done in a jiffy You know it's Serch ass cut the 3-R-D-B I set sounds quick then you draw til I can sees it Draw X, Sub, the barber is you My sight's sketch when I off hand, you can do By this compliment I became conceded I said I cannot be topped, another cut completed I said with no heso and stopped Just to be blocked by the words he did amount to say. This is the mission of the day... in fact!, it's the mission This is the mission of the day... in fact!, it's the mission This is the mission of the day... in fact!, it's the mission This is the mission of the day Again and again I go to guess where or when Is this mad mission's gonna end? And so a new trend will begin and bent ya soul to the bone KMD rocks styles of they own I beg ya pardon? me and five friend and we race Culture person, people think I may be place Went out to here but he Sub's in town Come in my face we go rounds I study I Self And Master (Yo God you left out Law) help me out I'm hazy Oh ZLX gimme a pause (Zev Love X: What are you doin on the mixin board, are you crazy!?!?) Crazy and tamper with the universe, yeah that's me I give little Mike the chance to stay on beat. (I like to dance and tap my feet but they won't keep in rhythm) What is it? This is the mission of the day... in fact, it's the mission This is the mission of the day... in fact!, it's the mission This is the mission of the day... in fact!, it's the mission This is the mission of the day... in fact!, it's the mission (.Yeah)Take your choice but the voice you choose You be more than fat, cuz the noise is thick And that gets picked quick in twos Goin for self ya best to sip booze Who will lose to fall when they know what stood? How now they all seperate ill from good He said it loud and that they should cup The whole crowd was proud and then learned to book up Cook up, better look it up, take a peek where ya stand With a Nubians hand, ya strange in this land Oh yeah but fight I'll judge the fruit I don't care of it, not a bit, don't hand me that shoe I'll help to shape and mold My boys before dips is turned to stone And then I can escape to a world of my own This is the mission of today, in fact! (It's the mission) Who that? Come in (I will like to introduce my friend, Mr. Smith) Yo, what's up, man? (Well, look I want a haircut) Come on now, I told you I ain't? (Listen, short I'd tell you what I'll do If you give me a haircut I will promise you not to pay you) Not to pay me? (Listen, shorty this is silly! Shorty you ain't no helping me at all, you Know that?) I ain't trying to be no help (No, no, none of that stuff is helping me out, so. Gimme a haircut as long as I?)