[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 shine
We`re gonna make it happen
It`s a race against our time
Oh, oh, oh
We`re gonna make it happen
[Maestro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I remember when my pops took me to this lady
She said she couldn`t beleive how many shady people wanna slay me
She said they wanna wreck you, they wanna wet you
But don`t sweat it, your ancestors will protect you
Many nights I woke up, frozen stiff, couldn`t move
Stayed calm, bible open on the twenty third song
Who could it be now
A brother that I ripped, an old school shorty that I used to hit
(go figure)
In life I learned cats`ll try to hurt you
That`s why I gotta stay tight with my family, and keep a small circle
Many broads said to me, that my seed they wanted to carry
Didn`t love me at all
But to shine, they wanted to marry
Sayin` let`s sex tonight, but I`m a skeptic type
It`s a rougher world
That`s why it`s tough to trust a girl
Never the less I`m maintainin`, with pure determination
Two junos, plus ten nominations
No way I`m gonna crumble, I stayed humble
I reminisce when K-4CE teamed up with MC Rumble
T-dot, nineteen eighty six, turned the party out
Gave love, but didn`t have to sweat the brothers down south
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]
I know, for sure
That we`re bound to make it
In time, we`ll find
It`s the sky of ?????
Oh oh oh
We`re gonna make it happen
We`re gonna make it, We`re gonna make it
[Maestro]
Yeah
You could never make the city smile
You`re Conway Twitty style
Silly pile for real
You ain`t a willy child
I cap your dome, everytime I rap alone
Plus the way I chaperones, make the feds tap a phone
I elevated you, you know who educated you
Peace to Ron Nelson, he put me on in eighty two
Now I`m comin` back
I got the stunning tracks
Spreadin` love to all my peeps and show the younger cats
Hit `em with the phattest songs
Fuck the sprint, it`s a marathon
I seen alot of shit, now I`m passin` it on
I love Redman and Naughty shit
But now I`m on some Barry Gordy shit
I need another forty hit
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
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]
