It's here It's here
it We ice cold, rap Siberia, North ain't rock 'n' roll 'cause the rapper's in control I'm like a blacksmith, the mic into gold The game gets old, the game gets sold
I a lot of time, perusin' the T Dot a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out Many men turn to mice searchin' for cheese, auk Pick up these guitars, not negative knocks now
I'm like a rangular, angular, strangler Bangin' the beats here to Hallie And I'm manning a You best respect in this musical famine So here's some manna you examine
I'm staggerin', drunk style like Kardinal, big up to Red Won Misfit, put me up in the mix Zeb Rock, ghetto's comin' with a bag of tricks,
Yo, over here over here And we blow the Put city on the map and it's called the T Dot
Here, it's over It's over And we blow the Put your city on the map and called the T Dot
Oh, oh, oh, you don't Corrup and Whippy, east of Toronto
Used to take the Jetta to check the sounds Of DJ X and mastermindin' the Now I'm grown up but I stuck Hip-hop head forever, tryin' to it together
Sometimes I I'm goin' insane brain, pressure flowin' on my head like rain But can bring pain That's why I got game and a attitude That I call M
So you can get the Prozac if you claim to That what I'm livin', I break it down like long A mathematician with inner vision Stevie No wonder, I make a from one street to Vancouver Lookin' for stone It's over there, no, over here, what?
It's over Yo, over here It's over And we blow the Put your city on the map and called the T Dot
Here, it's over It's over And we the spot Put your on the map and it's called the T Dot