It's over It's here
it We ice cold, rap Siberia, Pole This ain't rock 'n' roll 'cause the rapper's in I'm like a blacksmith, forgin' the mic into The game gets old, when the gets sold
I spent a lot of time, the T Dot a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out Many men to mice when searchin' for cheese, auk up these guitars, not negative heat knocks now
I'm like a rangular, angular, rhyme Bangin' the from here to Hallie And I'm a microphone You best respect Canada in this famine So here's manna you can't examine
I'm staggerin', amongst style Offishall Kardinal, big up to Red Won Misfit, put me up in the mix Zeb Rock, ghetto's with a bag of tricks, sick
Yo, it's here over here And we the spot Put your city on the map and it's the T Dot
Here, over here over here And we blow the Put your on the map and it's called the T Dot
Oh, oh, oh, you don't Corrup and Whippy, that's of Toronto
Used to the Jetta downtown to check the sounds Of DJ X and mastermindin' the Now I'm grown up but I feel Hip-hop head forever, to keep it together
Sometimes I think I'm goin' Pressure brain, pressure flowin' on my like rain But fame can bring That's why I got and a rude attitude I call Emily M
So you can get the if you claim to know what I'm livin', I break it down like long division A with inner vision like Stevie No wonder, I make a move from one street to for philosopher's stone It's over there, no, over here, what?
It's here Yo, it's here It's here And we the spot Put your city on the map and called the T Dot
Here, it's here over here And we the spot Put city on the map and it's called the T Dot