[Intro]
Yeah
From the snow to the stage (hey!)
Little kid dreams
Big sound in the cage
[Verse 1]
Maple leaf stitched on the brim
Six on my back, take a shot, hit the rim
Bus pass, cold hands, fog on the glass
Writing bars in the margin of a failed math class
Kids laughed, said I’d never make it off that block
Now they quote my lines when the cypher unlocks
Cheap mic, duct tape, closet as a booth
Turned every cracked tile to a fountain of proof
French fries, cheese curds, late shift grind
Red gloves, blue breath, ink on my mind
Mom said “bundle up,” I said “bundle this tape”
If the door stay closed, I’m kicking that gate (yeah)
[Chorus]
Oh Canada, I came from the snow and the slush
Turn pain into power and love
I bounce when the pressure go up (go up)
Hands high like we catching that puck
Oh Canada, I came from the cold and the cut
Turn doubt into diamond and dust
We loud when the silence too much (too much)
Whole crowd going wild off the rush (let’s go)
[Verse 2]
Anime eyes, big heart on my sleeve
Main character arc every time that I breathe
Cartoon colors in a grayscale town
Turn the grey into paint every time I get loud
Skate park scars, broke board, still rolling
Shout to the crew in the back just trolling
City bus rumble, beat in my chest
Every stop sign looked like “welcome to the test”
Cheap snack, pink drink, pockets all flat
But the hook so sweet that it paid me back
From the east to the west where the languages blend
We the strange little kids that rewrite the end (woah)
[Chorus]
Oh Canada, I came from the snow and the slush
Turn pain into power and love
I bounce when the pressure go up (go up)
Hands high like we catching that puck
Oh Canada, I came from the cold and the cut
Turn doubt into diamond and dust
We loud when the silence too much (too much)
Whole crowd going wild off the rush (hey)
[Bridge]
From the rez to the block to the high-rise roofs
Every outcast kid, every unlaced shoe
If they ever said “stop,” we just never hit brakes
We the ones yelling “watch” when the whole ground shakes
[Chorus]
Oh Canada, I came from the snow and the slush
Turn pain into power and love
I bounce when the pressure go up (go up)
Hands high like we catching that puck
Oh Canada, I came from the cold and the cut
Turn doubt into diamond and dust
We loud when the silence too much (too much)
Whole crowd going wild off the rush (yeah, yeah)