Night Vision

Innocence has been lost but innocence is beautiful. Spreading love is the only way to make it back.

[Verse 1]

Cocaine and steroids, I don’t get paranoid 
You are not a gangster, you’re a [bad word] errand boy 
Werewolf warlord poet and a warrior 
Mad Child king Vancouver and Victoria 
These kids forfeit against war orphans 
I kill often, I fill coffins 
Life’s still awful, I will profit 
Mad shine bright like light in a socket 
Leader of the new school bringing back the old school 
True school, fans know my plan, it is foolproof 
My life will be a documentary 
Don’t pop oxys, s**t’ll rock your memory 
Don’t get [bad word]  kids’ll not remember you 
Be loyal to your fans and always tell the truth in interviews 
Me, Prev, Rob, yo we do our job in intervals 
Lucky cause I get to f**k some girls that look like centerfolds 
Unlucky when I cross the border cause of Interpol 
My name’s red-flagged, I’m from Canada where winter’s cold 
Love making music, I feel it in my inner soul 
I love God, I have broken from the Devil’s hold 
Ever since trying to steer clear of all the seven sins 
Realising I have been to places I have never been 
Meaning that I never ever stopped to smell the roses 
This world is full of evil and people are ferocious 
Dragons are red yeah magic is black 
Yeah oxys are blue, yeah the manglers are back 
Listen to my [bad word] song, what kind of language is that? 
Sorry but the rapper full of pain and anguish is back 
I am strange, that’s a fact, I’m insane, that’s a fact 
Cold nights, dark days, and my rainbows are black 
I was popping pills, doing rails, that’s a fact 
Now my life’s like a train that’s derailed off the track 
Rap with iron jaws, face like iron mask 
But I told you that I’m Schwarzenegger, [bad word] I am back

[Verse 2]

I used to take a ferry boat, float across the River Styx 
Morse code flow classified encrypted messages 
North Pole cold lace your face no compasses 
North face, set up basecamp, same emphasis 
Survival of the [bad word]  eat rival tribes for breakfast 
Ravenous, wait until the moon is in its crescent 
Black obelisk surrounded by primates 
Time waits for no man, mindstate will vibrate 
Ask me what I hate and I’ll state hatred 
I’m a Canadian with friends that are patriots 
Passport aged like a newspaper 
I’m not of this world, James Bond Moonraker 
You just soft, Lara Croft Tomb Raider 
I’ve mastered this craft, last of the airbenders 
All four elements are at my disposal 
Control nights’ creatures, that’s rats cobras