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from The Hero's Journey: a Mixtape by Takumi

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Back home where the coffee stains the air
The roses paint what we wear and the rain doesn't care
A birthplace of beauty and known for Walton
But on our Hip-Hop will the assault ever end?
Riding the MAX line downtown, city center
I ride with the homeless, business oriented and renters
The condo honchos and the culture here mondo
Skip ponds though and you'll end up needing a poncho
We're not known for the way we blow up headphones
But we will rock like stones and remain way toned
Portland, the bridges, we pivot, our lyrics
And live it, so vivid, equip it, count it like a digit
I thrive like I-5 and revive the sound live
It may not seem like it but Musics our wives
Keep Portland weird, and we keep Portland wired
It's like we live inside of PDX: we never get tired
Transfer to the bus nine where I write my lines
Flash a bus pass and find a corner to recline
Glancing at the river trying to mimic it's flow
Zip up my rain coat to the throat, it's time to go
The hipsters and the richer both alike
Can enjoy what I give inside of my mic
I've got the fresh Nikes and the fresher voice
That is contained in a ziplock with the poise
My noise comparable to the sounds on 82nd
As many strip clubs as churches so just repent it
From Lents to Woodstock all the way to the West Hills
We remain ill and chill just like you know we will
Am it, Am I why the ground's never dry?
Worst day of the year, saddle up: let's ride
An umbrella? We never even heard of it
Here we let it flood, never ever burn a bit
Unless you're talking trees, hugging and smoking
Never choking and only Brandon Roy-ing: stroking
What else? A metropolis of all things intelligent
From Pearls to Industrial, we are the residents