Assign To Jah Mission - Milton Blake, J.R.Blessington & Mikey General

Father today I cry to thee Let not my enemies over come me Every day they are growing more stronger They have set their traps up all around me But the hotter the battle the sweeter the victory For who God bless no man shall curse I know one day I get my reward When I see them come falling at my feet But I won't do like them For I'm a righteous man I will show them the good man should do showing them We are one skin one blood So we should love one another and things will be better I know, I know things will be better Say if you give love a try Yes people unite Say if you give love a try...

Countdown is commencing Pretty soon I'll be saying "Goodbye Earth" A rocket ride on a bucking bronc At 17,000 miles an hour It's only seven months to Mars Give or take, a light-year or two (or three) And I wanna, I wanna be an astronaut I wanna, I wanna, wanna Starting lift-off procedures All systems standing by, over Over, over Blast-off, I'm on my way I'm a shooting star, a man on a mission I hang with the man on the moon, I'll be there soon A man on a mission to Mars I head bang on the gangway Say my prayers, cross my heart and hope to die Open a window for the Seven Sisters of Pleiades Hello, ladies (hello, Moon Man) 300 million miles to Mars It doesn't seem so far away (yes, it does) And I wanna, I wanna be an astronaut I wanna, I wanna, wanna Starting landing procedures All systems standing by Over, over Blast-off, I'm on my way I'm a shooting star, a man on a mission I hang with the man on the moon, I'll be there soon A man on a mission to Mars Blast-off, I'm on my way I'm a shooting star, a man on a mission I hang with the man on the moon, I'll be there soon I'm a man on a mission to Mars Commander, is there any evidence of prior civilization on the surface? Utopia, roger I see debris and rubbish everywhere that's covered in dust There's an abandoned spacecraft buried 1-3-0, 200 meters Standby Everything's covered in rust, and yet no signs of life, at least not yet Why don't we just return to Earth and let it rust in peace out here? Utopia, I have seen to have found a time capsule of some sort It appears to have words on it What does it say? Commander? Commander? The objective is compromised, we have to go now Initiating start up sequence, three minutes to lift off We don't have three minutes Roger, powering up generators Emergency, urgent This is a message from Mars Request permission to return to Earth, over Emergency, urgent! This is a message... They're not hearing us Request permission to return to Earth This is Space Force Control, permission to return to Earth is denied Proceed a warp speed to Jupiter No, no! This is a message from Mars Engaging off, all engines go, we must return to Earth, urgent, over Starship Utopia, Earth has been vaporized But we have found a new way, and you sure are the first in line Starting crash landing procedures All systems standing by, over Over Over? Mission failure Mission failure Mission failure Clear Mission failure Mission failure

I feel, I mean I have a sense of their being A particular sort of, how do we say A center of something Some sort of senstive core inside the skin And that corresponds to the word I Let's take a look at this I like girls, girls, girls, all day all night If she got arms and legs Then bingo she's my type, aw yeah Mikey likes it Uppers and downers at the same damn time The mushroom caps with the cocaine lines, aw yeah Mikey likes it Curry chicken, easy cheese, chili peppers, soul to squeeze, yeah Mikey likes it Lava lamps, rainy days, Halle Berry, Purple Haze yeah Mikey likes it I like taking long hot showers in the darkness Scrubbing myself with Dove soap Mikey likes it I like hopping in an Uber Pretending I'm a crack head for the full ride Scratching my neck, itching, sneezing Mikey likes it UFO's, lucid dreams, dirty Chuck's, denim jeans yeah Mikey likes it Yogananda, Stevie Nicks, Davey Waynes, naked pics yeah Mikey likes it I like the smell of gasoline The taste of syrup on a peach The feel of getting my hair cut The look of Venice on LSD I like it Who like it, who like it? I like it It is a hallucination That is to say a false sense of personal identity