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Innocence has been lost but innocence is beautiful* Spreading love is the only way to make it back. Cocaine and steroids, I don't get paranoid You are not a gangster, you're a fucking 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, shit'll rock your memory Don't get cocky, 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 fuck 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 fucking 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, bitch I am back 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 fittest, eat rival tribes for breakfast Ravenous, wait until the moon is in it's 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
Writer(s): Robin Hooper, Kiley Hendriks, Shane Ralph, Francisco Chacon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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