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