[Verse 1: Geologic]
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Now we live from the side of the last of the four corners
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Just short of the northern international border
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Was born a town upon the pond that all the people call The Sound
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It's time to call 'em out, you standin' up or fallin' down?
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Saba dug inside a crate and Jake responded, he was on it
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We interpreted the sample canceled
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The opportunist on the corner acting stupid
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We plotting to take it back
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The crying and dedication on Gentrification Ave.
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No imitation of way back, preservationist rap
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We honor the past maybe to move it toward the future
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From fresh tracks to emerald street, it's foundation
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And Mr. Anthony Grey paved the way and now we chase him
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But they didn't have the patience to place it as a priority
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Herbs and haters never have served the greater majority
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Words will never capture the glory of our story
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Performing but never forgetting who came before me
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In the northwest, northwest, northwest, north west
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[Verse 2]
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I'm from the city where it rains at
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Where we bring the pain at
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Put you lame cats where the lames at
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We fly, we fresh, we hood
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And in the northwest, Seattle...
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I'm good with that nonsense
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See I'm on everything constant
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So you better ask him who I'm is
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The lost city is the last one standing
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We came through the forks so the crown demanding
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[Verse 3]
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The town is enhancing at the current date and time
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And in the state of refinement definitive when the climb [?]
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When it's sink or swim
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You want to test us? Better think again
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Going hard 'til we reach the end
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One day at a time I just move faster, I just move forward, I just move past ya
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This is a new chapter from here on after
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206 north by northwest we... [?]
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[Verse 4: Thig Natural]
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I'm from the city of rain and we came to spit flame
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But come equipt with many mix that could solicit your dame
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I'm kind of sick with it mane
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I'm from the city where you probably find 'em twisted in chain
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I keep it natural that's the name
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I love my town so damn much I never change
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But I will speak to you through rhythms and over melodies
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Travel the Emerald City with visions that you'll never see
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And clowns that front ain't worth my energy
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So here's the remedy
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Northwest, northwest, northwest, northwest
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[Verse 5: Macklemore]
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I was that kid on 23rd and Alder
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With the ghetto blast that jacked and ran and told my mama
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Came back, quarterback, playing Steve Largent
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With lines and stay on your mind like Brian Bosworth
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Aw heck no, this the best coast
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Since Vida was ridin' rays on the metro
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One radio station they're really not playing it
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We need Cube like we need to build another stadium
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From Chop to Showbox to the spots that we playin' at
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We rock it like this rock, rock turn it hella quickly
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There really isn't anything that you could tell my city
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The crowds gonna be like "oh wow that was hella filthy" (That was hella filthy though)
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I brought my showtoes with me long ass march, but the clientele's listening
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Now while I'm at it I'll throw in a backpack
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Put the northwest on the map, then go out and sell fifty
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Anybody contest, North by Northwest
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And it's still no rest 'cause we're not finished yet
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We're broke, but not broken
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Cold, but not frozen
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Lost but not forgotten, we're kickin' the doors open
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Anybody contest, North by Northwest
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And it's still no rest 'cause we're not finished yet
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We're broke, but not broken
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Cold, but not frozen
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Movin' in slow motion, it's that Northwest classic
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NXNW Remix
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Macklemore |