VERSE 1
(Big Mo-Berg)

It's them whiteboys better than your whole team,
Doin black music, claimin Rez Rap, woe is me,
They say that we don't know what color we supposed to be,
But they just mad cuz we killin this Minnesota scene,
Up North Minnesota, where it's so cold,
20 below frozen flows, this the North Pole,
And I roll with the chosen bros,
Stay on our toes, throwin blows to opposin foes,
We rippin shows wit ferocious flows,
And opposition's lookin pissed while we boast & toast, huh
But we ain't trippin, it's a part of the game,
The last thing I'm tryin to figure out's the heart of a lame brain,
We workin hard for the stardom and fame,
Cuz bein broke ain't no joke, makes it harder to maintain,
But we keep doin what we sposed to do,
Big Mo-Berg, I represent the Chosen Few,
And this the

HOOK
(Demo)

North Pole,
We at it, and can't nobody hold us down,
Comin from the North Pole,
We at it, we at it, we at it,
North Pole,
We at it, and can't nobody fold us now,
Comin from the North Pole,
We at it, we at it, we at it,


VERSE 2
(That Maniac Zack)

Better let em know we rep the North Pole, and about to blow,
And the people that didn't treat us equal will get a lethal,
Double dose of they own medicine, been cold so let us in,
But no, skin tone got em hesitant,
But we're just too persistent to quit, pushin dope hits,
For lyrical rhythmatic addicts to vibe wit,
Won't be denied or sit in silence,
We got this to a science, acein assignments,
Rollin wit giants as our alliance,
Triple R we're self reliant and so defiant,
To gravity cuz we steadily risin from heavy grindin,
Surprisin people everywhere that we go,
But catch us up in the snow, where it's 20 below,
Tryin to hustle for more, passin up haters and foes,
So follow cuz we're close to the goal of makin it so,
Show some love and throw your 3 above the rest,
And let em know what you rep, got a cold set,
And we comin from the

HOOK
(Demo)

North Pole,
We at it, and can't nobody hold us down,
Comin from the North Pole,
We at it, we at it, we at it,
North Pole,
We at it, and can't nobody fold us now,
Comin from the North Pole,
We at it, we at it, we at it,

VERSE 3
(Big Mo-Berg)

We on our grind time, ready for the prime time,
But these haters still tryin to keep us on the sidelines,

(That Maniac Zack)

But they can die tryin, we're makin it wit the sly rhymes,
Settin the bar sky high, kinda like the airlines,

(Big Mo-Berg)

We keep on punchin the clock, and y'all can love it or not,
Cuz we be up in the spot, expectin nothing but props,

(That Maniac Zack)

And we ain't never gonna stop, until we get to the top,
We just gotta follow the plot, and keep on leavin em in shock,

(Big Mo-Berg)

Like electric, it's hectic the way we wreck it on a record,
Better check it, we steadily been neglected,

(That Maniac Zack)

Straight disrespected, rejected, but we perfected our methods,
Now they're regrettin they ever tested our ethics,

(Big Mo-Berg)

See we be itchin and wishin for listeners just to listen,
They keep on pitchin us fiction and wonder why we ain't hittin,

(That Maniac Zack)

But it's a given, we ain't quittin till recognition is given,
For rigorous lyricism, when we hit em it's the,

HOOK
(Demo)

North Pole,
We at it, and can't nobody hold us down,
Comin from the North Pole,
We at it, we at it, we at it,
North Pole,
We at it, and can't nobody fold us now,
Comin from the North Pole,
We at it, we at it, we at it,