The Mission
Special Ed Lyrics

This is a mission, not a small time thing
The task at hand is important and requires serious attention

Let me tell you 'bout what happened when the phone went
The story being told is about a phone call that happened

Well, I was coolin at the crib with this girl Suzanne
The singer was relaxing at home with his girlfriend named Suzanne

And everything was goin just accordin to plan
The situation was proceeding as intended

When the phone rang - yo, I couldn't believe it
The unexpected phone call was surprising

Told myself to ignore it, forget it, leave it
The singer initially wanted to avoid the phone call

Just when things had started goin great
The events were going well before the phone call happened

It rang again I said, "Hold up, wait"
The phone rang a second time, causing the artist to pause

Picked up the phone, yelled, "Who the hell is this?"
The artist answered the phone in an agitated tone

Somebody said, "This is serious business
The person on the phone conveyed that the situation was urgent

There's a tape in the mailbox between your doors
Instructions were given to the singer about a tape in his mailbox

Take the tape from the box, and put it in yours"
The artist was instructed to retrieve the tape and listen to it

I listened to the tape and my mouth just dropped
The contents of the tape were surprising and unexpected

I picked up the phone, but the man hung up
The caller had already disconnected the call

It said, yo, 'this tape will self-destruct'
The tape had a self-destruct feature that would destroy it after being played

I pressed the deck, but the tape was stuck
The tape got stuck and wouldn't come out after being played

Opened up the closet, got the bullet-proof west
The artist retrieved a bullet-proof vest from his closet

Loaded up the sawed-off, the double-barrel
The singer got his weapons ready for the mission

The rambo knife with the hunting apparel
The singer prepared himself with a Rambo knife and hunting gear

Threw on the trench, kissed the girl good-bye
The artist put on his trench coat and said goodbye to his girlfriend

She said, "Special Ed, don't go, you might die"
The artist's girlfriend expressed concern for his safety during the mission

Started cryin and huggin on me, so I shut her
The artist had to physically push his girlfriend away to leave for the mission

I said, "Sorry baby, but I gotta do what I gotta
The singer apologized but knew he had to complete the mission

Took the express on a air force jet
The artist traveled via an air force jet for the mission

The thoughts in my mind broke me out into sweat
The singer was anxious about the mission

I was thinkin' of the message again and again
The singer couldn't stop thinking about the mission's purpose

In particular the name of Lu Chin Chen
The singer was fixated on the person he was going after

Yo, I landed in Japan with intent to kill
The artist arrived in Japan with the intention of committing murder

You could tell I wasn't jokin' by the look on my grill
The artist appeared serious and unsmiling about the mission

Took a look at the picture of the man that I was after
The singer reviewed a picture of the person he was targeting

A 5 foot 10 black-belt karate master
The target was a skilled karate expert

Knew where to find him, knew where he would be
The artist had inside knowledge on the target's whereabouts

I turned around and showin' up Mr. Chen found me
The target, Mr. Chen, approached the artist unexpectedly

I looked him in the eye with a stare so cold
The artist made eye contact with Mr. Chen sternly

I said, "I came to revenge for the rhymes you stole
The singer stated his reason for the mission was for revenge

Now you must die, because that is my mission"
The artist established the mission's objective was to kill Mr. Chen

He flipped back, got into a fighting position
Mr. Chen prepared to defend himself against the singer

The tiger style, the shit was wild
Mr. Chen used a fierce karate technique called the 'tiger style'

He threw his hands in the air, he started to smile
Mr. Chen was confident and amused by the singer's attempt to attack him

I said, "You can smile now, but you won't for long
The artist threatened Mr. Chen, stating he wouldn't be smiling for much longer

'Cause sucker, you'll be sorry that you stole my song"
The artist accused Mr. Chen of stealing his music and vowed revenge

He said, "Choose your style", I broke fool, I said, "What?"
Mr. Chen offered the singer to pick his fighting style, but the singer didn't understand

Pulled out the knife, tried to shove it in his gut
The singer attempted to stab Mr. Chen with his knife

It didn't even cut, I flipped, I started buggin
The knife failed to penetrate Mr. Chen's body, causing the artist to panic

Pulled out the hand gun, I shot a slug in
The artist resorted to using his gun and fired a shot at Mr. Chen

His chest, he said, "Buddah bless" and stood proud
The bullet struck Mr. Chen's chest, but he remained composed and unfazed

Out shot the bullet, Mr. Chen just bowed
Mr. Chen dodged the next shot and bowed in a sign of respect

So I shot him again, yo, I couldn't believe
The artist fired another shot at Mr. Chen in disbelief of his invincibility

Mr. Chen caught the bullet in this two front teeth
Surprisingly, Mr. Chen caught the bullet with his teeth

Yo, he kicked me on the floor just like I was a child
Mr. Chen easily dominated the singer and knocked him to the ground

I got fed up, I thought of Flatbush Style
The singer remembered a fighting style from his hometown

Stood to my feet, threw my hands to the sky
The artist stood up and raised his fists in defense

Shaked him then, I faked him, then I caught him in the eye
The artist shuffled and then landed a blow to Mr. Chen's eye

He started stumblin, yo, I started wildin'
Mr. Chen became disoriented and the singer became excited

He tripped, busted his lip, I started smilin
Mr. Chen fell and injured himself, causing the singer to smile

Knew he was defeated, but I wasn't done yet
The artist knew he had beaten Mr. Chen but had unfinished business

So I shot him with the shotie, then I jetted in the jet
The artist ended Mr. Chen's life with his gun and left in his jet

Jetted in the jet
The artist left via his jet

This is a mission, not a small-time thing
The severity and importance of the mission is reiterated at the end