Mission To Survive Lyrics – Jason Paris
Singer: Jason Paris
Title: Mission To Survive
Word, have you heard that the trio’s on the verge
Resurrection what you miss, we bringin’ back that Southern spur
Cotton mouth, serpent son with a mission to survive
Only worried ’bout myself, my brothers and my state of mind
Magic invoker flickin’ lightening from my fingers
Comin’ cryptic with the stinger, I’ma wizards dead ringer
Wearin’ robes, made of gold, rainin’ diamonds from my hair
Blood is thicker then oil, releasin’ fumes in the air
Word, have you heard that the trio’s on the verge
Resurrection what you miss, we bringin’ back that Southеrn spur
Cotton mouth, serpent son with a mission to survive
Only worriеd ’bout myself, my brothers and my state of mind
Magic invoker flickin’ lightening from my fingers
Comin’ cryptic with the stinger, I’ma wizards dead ringer
Wearin’ robes, made of gold, rainin’ diamonds from my hair
Blood is thicker then oil, releasin’ fumes in the air
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