My Portland Song

Portland Oregon - where drugs are legal They have the fewest churches and the most strip clubs - it's hell on earth Last few years people around the world have been talking a mess about my city They say we are living in anarchy And I say to them So what - we like it here We party hard in the backyard Everyone in my city is a weirdo We're used to rain on the boulevard The Rose City can be cold like Sub Zero Since Picard I've been acting hard Little Beirut keep it gangster like De Niro In these streets when they pull your card You better have that Rip City Hero I was in the foyer doing yay with my lawyer These holice think I'd snitch on the employer You boners, I'm focused - I'm standing tall like Sabonis What's the prognosis? I was sick as fuck before Corona I spit that real shit that cystic fibrosis My greatness has nothing to do with whether you've noticed I'm Portland's best rapper but as a poet I'm bogus Just trying to keep these streets hot like Arizona Put down that bazooka you big palooka I went from huffin' and puffin' Salvatrucha will shoot 'cha To laying low in a hammock, chilling, drinking kombucha Thankful to be alive hallelujah Allahu Akbar and I stay blazing on that buddha I'll do that gesture of the cross I don't seek forgiveness for those I preyed upon Instead I pray to be the white boy with the sauce that Grey Poupon I want to go for it - real long - like Randy Moss We party hard in the backyard Everyone in my city is a weirdo We're used to rain on the boulevard The Rose City can be cold like Sub Zero Since Picard I've been acting hard Little Beirut keep it gangster like De Niro In these streets when they pull your card You better have that Rip City Hero Chest hair Greek Freak but the car is Italian You know the one with the stallion on the medallion I grew up a ramen eating rapscallion Now I am rapping eating scallops and scallions Slang banana like the Tally Man Your companion says I am valiant Find me sipping Amaretto with Omarosa When I was a kid I had the poster of the Testarossa Whip a Tesla. Snort cola, toast to the city of roses Money over bitches till my body decomposes 2 car garage 2 girl ménage Flex like I'm wearing camouflage in a 80s action montage Bitch says she doesn't like socialism But still uses my Netflix password We're the best city on the west coast. I've been live on I-5 From Tijuana up to Gas Works We party hard in the backyard Everyone in my city is a weirdo We're used to rain on the boulevard The Rose City can be cold like Sub Zero Since Picard I've been acting hard Little Beirut keep it gangster like De Niro In these streets when they pull your card You better have that Rip City Hero VIP in the RIP 503 you know we smoke trees P Town - Cloud City - Beervana The Bridge City - Forbidden City of the West - Snortland!