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Before and after and in between
One man's mission the ice he'll clean
He's fueled by hockey
Fueled by beer
Run you down if you get near
I'm gonna miss you
Man or machine now your ex don't care
On a mission
Boy is on a mission
Got to believe it now 1 2 3 yeah
Caught in a trap
Then
turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission on two or three editions.

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write
out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission on two or three editions.

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday I write the book.
Black Sheep Five  this is Red Dog One  come back 
This is Black Sheep  copy 
State your position 
Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty
off a tailgate flipping
Love the little hotties, dancing like they're on a mission
It's a soundtrack to a six pack
One, two, three, four, five, six
Godfather 3
And do a fly by
Time to rip and hit and strangle
I eat Guardian Angels
And toy emcees
With their names on the front page
I bury in shallow graves
that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change

[Chorus]
dreamboat turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday,
10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1
But there's so much work
Left to be done
Before we fly into the sun

Chorus
I don't belong here
Feel like I've come from outer space
I don't
And your ex don't care

On a mission
Boy is on a mission
Got to believe it
Now 1-2-3 yeah

Caught in a trap
Then we change
All is moving on

And now you're
Mic check
Mic check
One, (one)
Two (two)
Three (three)
Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
Three (three)
Two (two)
One (one
that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change

[Chorus]
on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he
dreamboat turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions

And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday,
2:] It's not what's selling nowadays.
[Producer 1:] I mean - personally, I love it, but
[Barbra (sung):]Be nice, girl!
[Producer 3:] Nobody's into
on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he
Silver wings upon their chest

These are men, America's best

One hundred men we'll test today

But only three win the Green Beret


Trained to live, off
[Chorus x2]
No time to relax, nowhere to run
Living on the frontline (x2)

[Slimkid3]
Who could believe in you if what you say isn't true
If he's
wordz of wizdom

"This time there was three"
"One two" "Three the hard way!"
"This time there was three"
"One two" "Three the hard way!"

A branch
on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he
T-Minus 
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Rapid transit, be moving too fast 
You better get up off
by
My side, as I mob to the beach, on a mission
And I'm fishin
For my DJ Warren G, now I look for the bud's sack
And see where my loves at, on the lake
liner
I'm on my p's and my q's
Stones green to the blue, twenty three's when I cruise

Feel my calf muscle on the gas and the brake pedal
Ain't