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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,804
Peak in subgenre #2,002
Author
Sliksta/Cant C Me Instrumental
Uploaded
September 11, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:02
Story behind the song
F.a.T has his coast 2 coast track about virginia, I decided to spit it about my city.
Lyrics
T-Dot Anthem
CHORUS:
Throw your hands to the sky if you wanna get high
If you already blazed wave them side to side
from the left to the right
T-dot Anthem
VERSE 1:
I Rock The Radio with beats that leave you breathless
recordin on 8-tracks and still push records
king of the east coast, west coast, and ol' dirty south
ya mom thinks Im a delinquent, with a oh dirty mouth *bitch*
with one finger in the air I can still get a word in
I can spin techno in the ghetto and still sound urban
True Crimes, aint in the streets of the T.O
cause all we do is stay blazed and "Show love" to the ghetto
yo so when the east coast reaps, its best thing on the streets
parties go on for weeks, reachin a whole new streak
with all new beats, we sell em by the ounces
slap by tracks in the stereo, have the whole city bouncin'
listen mom, your boys off his rocker
nineteen and in a magazine, mixin' redbull and vodka
so until my death, Ima bang some breasts
in bangladash, never stop to rest
CHORUS:
Throw your hands to the sky if you wanna get high
If you already blazed wave them side to side
from the left to the right
T-dot Anthem
Verse 2:
King of the t-dot, from the city to the country
chicks sense that we hot, dont have to show 'em nothin'
so lets see, toronto brings the rhythem
that makes kids rep t-dot when scarboroughs where there livin'
I dont care if your rags red, blue, white, or black
you mess wit our fun dawg and were set to attack
you think you can jam like us? dude you dont know jack
no matter where your commin' from, we'll send your ass back
no matter where i go, even if they aint heard of slik
aint heard of my music, they still know Im the shit
when you reppin my gear, they be askin who's that guy
bump one of my tracks and they be like "dude thats fly"
no lie, slik's a hit for all ages
made the history books and still written pages
I aint full of myself, but you know the fact is
if its spit by slik, you know its a classic
CHORUS:
Throw your hands to the sky if you wanna get high
If you already blazed wave them side to side
from the left to the right
T-dot Anthem
Verse 3:
SO bring your best, and send it into battle
t-dot will put them to rest, when the arena gon' rattle
I dare you, I double dare you, to bring your best soldiers
We're sent here on earth to expose all you posers
closer to us, but still cant take me down
t-dot gangsta's goin' to circus wit you clowns
we aint fucken around, you aint hackin it yo
we aint got no time for your average joe
we smackin you hoes, have you fearin your turn
chicks grindin' so close, fabrics startin to burn
A Chick comin' to my show, backstage wit her man
bitch offers to blow me, and she still holdin' his hand
You know all these kids wanna be riddin wit me
breakin' sound barriers have you griddin your teeth
adrenalin rush when your nails be grabbin the seat
and these chicks know they aint havin' to leave
CHORUS:
Throw your hands to the sky if you wanna get high
If you already blazed wave them side to side
from the left to the right
T-dot Anthem
