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