God We Tru T lyrics

featuring Wade O. Brown

[Maestro]
This joint`s dedicated to all emcees
Yo stay focused with this
A`ight
Stay strong stay dedicated
Maestro
Check it out yo

Yeah yeah yo
I`m still smashin` it
So compassionate
House of Commons want me on the cabinet
The graduate who got the phattest shit
I splatter shit
Niggas better scatter when I`m splashin` it
Flashin` it
Pass the record books and watch me shatter shit
I made the city hot
Rhymes makin` niggas drop
Even free-stylin` when CKLN was fifty watts
Then I built the strategy
Gradualy, I planned to be
The greatest from the city
Brothers started stabbin` me
Made your backbone slide to this, glide to this
Brothers jealous `cause their sons couldn`t shine like this
It ain`t my fault that my song`s phat
It ain`t my fault that my pops loved my mom, black
I made the bomb track
Kids were jackin` for beats when my rap hit the streets
I went to church and even signed my autograph for the priest
When my track was released, you noticed me
Toronto prodigy of poetry
Even white chicks were faintin` over me
The flyer boss, toured like Diana Ross
It kills me when I see you young brothers tryin` to floss
You got a long way to go to keep the hip in the hop
I left in ninety two, it`s like the fukin` industry stopped
But it`s on, don`t panic
Emcees stay frantic
It`s automatic, we makin` audio dramatic
Lyrically I`m a bill, at the top of a hill
Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still

[Chorus: Wade O. Brown]
We`re gonna make it happen
We`re gonna make it shi
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