Maple Bars
Canadian MC

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go

[Verse 1]
We up North, where the air is crisp and clean,
While y'all drown in the drama that you deem supreme.
Got your politics looking like a circus show,
While we chillin' with our beavers and our heads low.

Snow on my boots, I’m the true snowman,
While you busy flexin’ for the gram like a fake tan.
Don’t get me started on that fast food phobia,
Y’all munch on freedom while I feast on euphoria.

[Chorus]
Ayo, we keep it icy, never sloppy, that’s a fact,
Rappin’ with that wisdom while you stuck in the whack.
Maple syrup drip, yeah, I promise it’s legit,
Dissecting all your rhymes like a surgeon with a hit.

[Verse 2]
I’m the Mountie with a mic, patrol your narrative,
Got that lyrical ability, I’m quite comparative.
I see you down there, always yellin’ ‘bout the freedom,
But when it comes to sense, it’s like you need a beacon.

While you saturate your lyrics with that violence,
We droppin’ knowledge, wisdom is our defiance.
See my bars like the North, they cold but they at peace,
Yours is more like a riot, could you get a release?

[Chorus]
Ayo, we keep it icy, never sloppy, that’s a fact,
Rappin’ with that wisdom while you stuck in the whack.
Maple syrup drip, yeah, I promise it’s legit,
Dissecting all your rhymes like a surgeon with a hit.

[Bridge]
Yeah, we got the flow, flowing like the Great Lakes,
Bet you thought it was sweet, but here’s the bitter takes.
With a side of fries, call it “poutine vibes,”
Your anthem’s like a sitcom — fake, but it thrives.

[Verse 3]
Who you fooling with that bling, bro, it’s a facade,
Canadians rockin’ flannels, we know who we applaud.
We ain’t here to play, we just hit you with the truth,
Call you out on your bluff, back it up with some proof.

Cuz this ain’t just rap, this a lyrical chess,
Step to me, mate, I’ll leave you under duress.
So when they ask who runs this continent’s game,
Tell ‘em it’s the Canucks with that lyrical flame.

[Chorus]
Ayo, we keep it icy, never sloppy, that’s a fact,
Rappin’ with that wisdom while you stuck in the whack.
Maple syrup drip, yeah, I promise it’s legit,
Dissecting all your rhymes like a surgeon with a hit.

[Outro]
Canada represent, we the realest on the scene,
So go ahead, keep talkin’ like you know what I mean.
But here’s the final thought, as I pack up my bars,
In this rap game, I’m the one handing you scars.