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First Day On Earth

( THE VOICE) IF YOU ARE HEARING THIS, YOU HAVE ARRIVED AT THE YEAR 3119. YOU ARE A TIME TRAVELER, YOUR NAME IS BISTON BAUSH. YOU HAD BEEN SELECTED, FOR A SPECAIL MISSION. YOU HAVE BEEN TRAINED, YOUR TRAINING HAS BEEN STORED IN A COMPUTER CHIP IN YOUR BRAIN. YOU ARE STRAONGER THE AVERAGE MAN, WITH THE ABILITY AND STRENGHT TO COMBAT MORTAL MEN. YOUR MISSION IS TO USE YOUR SPECAIL TALENTS, AND BECOME A WORLD FAMOUS MUSIC STAR. HAVE DRUMMERS AND BASSOONS AND OTHER MUSICAINS, FAVOOR YOUR WORKS. USE ELECTRIC SOUND TO SUDUCE THEM INTO LOVING YOUR STYLE AND VOICE. HAVE AN ORCASTRA TO CREATE SONGS WITH THE SOUND YOU DEVELOP. BE GRACFUL, AND GRASICOUS, THESE ARE TEACHING STORED IN YOUR MEMORY BANK.WRITE LOVE SONGS, FAST PACED DANCE MUSIC, UP-TEMPO GROOVES. INSTRUMENTAL SONGS. FUNK, JUNK, PUNK,JAZZ COUNTRY AND SOUL.WHATEVER YOU DO BE WISE IN DOING. A GROUP OF SPACECORE MEMEBERS WILL CHALLENGE YOUR WORKS, THEY WILL HATE ON YOUR STYLE. THEY WILL SUPPORT MUSICAINS WHO SHALL RIVAL YOU. MAKE MEN WANT YOU, MAKE WOMEN CRAVE YOU. BE SWEET, BE RIGHT, AND WHEN YOUR WRONG, SPEAK TO WHY YOUR WRONG, AND SITE THE KNOWLEDGE YOU'VE GAINED. WHATEVER YOU DO, BE FUNKY! RIGHT-ON MY TIME TRAVELING BROITHER! RIGHT-ON!

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