[Verse 1: MC Geologic]
Now we live from the side of the last of the four corners
Just short of the northern international border
Was born a town upon the pond that all the people call The Sound
It’s time to call ‘em out, you standin’ up or fallin’ down?
Saba dug inside a crate and Jake responded, he was on it
We interpreted the sample, canceled
The opportunist on the corner acting stupid
We plotting to take it back
The crying and dedication on Gentrification Ave
No imitation of way back, preservationist rap
We honor the past maybe to move it toward the future
From fresh tracks to Emerald Street, its foundation
And Mr. Anthony Grey paved the way and now we chase him
But they didn’t have the patience to place it as a priority
Herbs and haters never have served the greater majority
Words will never capture the glory of our story
Performing but never forgetting who came before me
In the Northwest, Northwest, Northwest, Northwest
[Verse 2: DJ Sabzi]
I’m from the city where it rains at
Where we bring the pain at
Put you lame cats where the lames at
We fly, we fresh, we hood
And in the Northwest, Seattle …
I’m good with that nonsense
See I’m on everything constant
So you better ask him who I’m is
The lost city is the last one standing
We came through the forks so the crown we demand it
Now we live from the side of the last of the four corners
Just short of the northern international border
Was born a town upon the pond that all the people call The Sound
It’s time to call ‘em out, you standin’ up or fallin’ down?
Saba dug inside a crate and Jake responded, he was on it
We interpreted the sample, canceled
The opportunist on the corner acting stupid
We plotting to take it back
The crying and dedication on Gentrification Ave
No imitation of way back, preservationist rap
We honor the past maybe to move it toward the future
From fresh tracks to Emerald Street, its foundation
And Mr. Anthony Grey paved the way and now we chase him
But they didn’t have the patience to place it as a priority
Herbs and haters never have served the greater majority
Words will never capture the glory of our story
Performing but never forgetting who came before me
In the Northwest, Northwest, Northwest, Northwest
[Verse 2: DJ Sabzi]
I’m from the city where it rains at
Where we bring the pain at
Put you lame cats where the lames at
We fly, we fresh, we hood
And in the Northwest, Seattle …
I’m good with that nonsense
See I’m on everything constant
So you better ask him who I’m is
The lost city is the last one standing
We came through the forks so the crown we demand it
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