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Night Vision

Night Vision
M. Jensen

Night Vision
Don’t choke on the microphone smoke I spit
Don’t choke on the microphone smoke I spit

Into the abyss of darkness I descend
Deep into the jungle among mighty men
Got the element of surprise at my back
And know every detail of the guys I attack
My disguise all black just a shadow in the night
I need no weapon to defeat who I fight
For I’m blessed with the gift the rest don’t posess
An I’m dressed for success as I prove I’m the best
No stress – moves calculated and stealth
All my gear is provided by my alter ego’s wealth
All I hear is myself – as I approach
You’re about to get high off the Spy like a roach
Don’t choke on the microphone smoke I spit
Everytime YOU aim, shoot and miss – I hit
This is it, this is everything I’ve waited for
Night Vision engaged and my enemies on the floor
Now you feel the presence you know the time’s near
A second of the knowledge like a lifetime of fear
So close that you can feel my breath but can’t see me
A comatose so real it’s like death you’re so lonely
Your homie’s on the floor, you’re tryin’ a find the door
You’re cryin’ cuz ya can’t see your hands anymore
The darkness surrounds ya like ya buried alive
The only word goin’ through your mind is survive
Like awaking from a dream things not as they seem
In familiar territory but don’t know where you’ve been
You wanna scream from the panic and terror in your mind
Had a dream but the Spy took you out from behind


Beeps emanate, to indicate a race against time
So I open up my briefcase
Enter passwords and I’m quickly connected
And locate the mission details I’ve intercepted
I back up an e-mail then print a hard copy
Staple to a fake you know Spy’s never sloppy
I hit the elevator and go for the top floor
As soon as it arrives I head for the door
Out on the roof my ride patiently waits
I board and we proceed with a swift escape
No more than four seconds from the time we load
I see the building I was in … explode
But before the first brick hits the street below
We’re 10 miles away jumpin’ out the window
Scuba gear on my back, ready to attack
Got my GPS so the team can track


10 miles off the coast an’ I’m in
The evil I’m against is unsuspectin’
As they dive – preppin’ to release a torp
With enough nuke power to level New York
I approach the sub without skippin’ a beat
Com-pletely un-detec-ted I creep
Then I wait one second an’ I set my trap
A frequency reverse net – to foil the attack
Then I’m headin’ back to the surface shields in effect
– Just as the sub’s caught in the net
I inject myself with anti-blast relax
Then I’m out cold waitin’ for the seconds to pass
one second and the sub connects electrodes
Less than second and the sup implodes
From the blast I’m aroused as they reel me in
Thanks to Night Vision Spy’s done it again


A New Day (Remix)

A New Day     

Superman (Not Yet Released)


As I look up at the sky…
My mind starts trippin’- no it doesn’t, I’m the fuckin’ Spy.

ugh ugh ugh – They call me Spy da man,
But Superman’s the topic of this jam, not spiderman,

I’m man enough to admit it when I get it wrong,
I get it long before I hit it an’ I get it on,

I get it on in each an’ every song cuz I-
know ya love it when that shit cray when I’m on,

I feel like I can fly, like I got that A.I.,
in my third eye, this is why I can getchya high,

An emcee’s dream is what I’m livin’…
Emcee nightmares is what I’m givin’..

Stronger than a locomotive I am not, (Faster than a…)
.. speeding bullet? I dunno. I never got shot.

But I give shots, give ’em props, give ’em what I got,
Got my boy Tony Lynch to the motherfuckin’ top …

– He keeps it raw an’ he don’t stop … look …

By Request: M.C. Spy – Spy’s Angel

MC Spy - Spy's Angel     

BiGZ – Typical (Featuring M.C. Spy)

An unfinished collaboration with the artist formerly known as BiGZ, now known as John Mega a|k|a Whyteboy Fresh. He wanted to get on some old school flavour and gave me only two things to work with: the beat (shout out to Slick Rick) and the topic, “typical”. He said rap about whatever you want on that topic, so this is what I did.

BiGZ - Typical (Featuring M.C. Spy)     

M.C. Spy – A Little Bit of Hip Hop (Featuring Miss Millie) – Rough Draft

This is a little tribute to the music that made me want to be a hip hop artist, with a little shout to my wife who features on the hook as “Miss Millie” and my son. The second verse is one of my favourites, particularly the reference to “hip hop ain’t dead it lives in the north”. Pay attention.

M.C. Spy - A Little Bit of Hip Hop (Featuring Miss Millie) - Rough Draft