Who are you, whatch' doin', where you from/
I'm from that Northside, Rose City, St. Johns slum/
These dumb, young ones, duck none, they run wit guns/
They just need funds, need chips, Funyuns/
So they posted at the corner store playing ball, pitchin' rocks/
Same spot I write these records for n serve these knocks/
Got em blocked up, barred out/
Took too many shots/
Next pub, west dub, but grew up wit white sox/
So I grew up wit the Folk, Grooves, Bloods and some C's/
Don't forget the white boys cause they downer than a seed/
But they grew from the soil, nothings artificial/
And struggles they toiled now they strapped wit a pistol/
Miss ya, ya hope and they out there flippin' white/
Just a view for my people ain't sayin' it's alright/
It's just life for my kin, cause they all DNK/
Which way, no one knows, but they gotta get paid/

Cinematic, the reel is the active
Why they do that, they ain't actin
"Brrrr", the games gettin cold
"Whoo", it's frozen in the fourth

Don't ask where we at
Yeah you know we in the North (x3)
Yeah...you know we in the North

They like, "ahhh Zach you ain't even hard"
Never claimed that I was but I do it for my marg...in's
Heart...less, and I know fams out there that always been starvin/
And I ain't tryna market or sell out my name/
Bringin change in a name thatta rip ya whole gang/
Same slang, different product but many won't acknowledge/
From the Woods to the Vill and back down to the college/
I've seen dope fiends turnt and whole fams lose life/
Suffocate from their ways and then made new with Christ/
I've seen purp in these streets ain't talkin bout that haze/
Talkin' royal fam marchin' and we really bout our case/
Got 1:16 and i'll spit it in your face/
Cruisin Fess to Interstate in a black scrape/
Wait, stop sign, yeah we doing damage/
Latinas on our side, so ya know i'm speakin' spanish/

Cinematic, the reel is the active
Why they do that, they ain't actin
"Brrrr", the games gettin cold
"Whoo", it's frozen in the fourth

Don't ask where we at
Yeah you know we in the North (x3)
Yeah...you know we in the North

Back, YEAP, we slappin' for the third/
When I yell 5th quad my whole hood yells word/
Got a bird, he got heat, it's tucked under his seat/
By his feet, new dunks, that he stole from the Lloyd/
From a kid to a man, naw thats kid to a boy/
You ain't grown, wrong line, so hop up off that bus/
You gotta cut the beef, loose the drama, fight the lust/
Got a rush to the dome cause he know he in danger/
Evil's creepin' in n all hes got is his banger/
The chamber, a gamer, he caught slangin' that major/
That made up and made him, made him maintain
before he gets drownin'/
3 months in, then out Multnomah County/
He an Uptown, Nutty North, PDX boy/
No pesticides on so he ducks slugs, soy/
And his throat cut, bred thorough, knows what he needs/
Plus hes prince of the hood cause he follows the King/

Cinematic, the reel is the active
Why they do that, they ain't actin
"Brrrr", the games gettin cold
"Whoo", it's frozen in the fourth

Don't ask where we at
Yeah you know we in the North (x3)
Yeah...you know we in the North