Verse 1

Mountain peak cascade, chicks look adorable. 
Yeah its mostly white but the rents type affordable
Blue skies grayer than the shades of Miles grooving. 
Rocking single speeds on the streets to keep it moving
Flossed out in Schwood wear micro brews everywhere
but I'm drinking Rainier when my pockets getting kinda bare
Looking out the window, higher than the tall trees. 
Trooping Mt Tabor getting fresh off the wind breeze
Walking. . . In the winter time its wet often. 
No time to get depressed I'mma roll and you can spark it.
Spirit of the city blew my mind when we was talking.
Said she digs the roses and the plight of the artist
Well. . . had me hooked from the first kiss
Went to Jakes Famous got a drink and had the crawfish.
Broadway bridge lean gliding in the bike lanePuffing on expression as I cruise through the light rain.

Chorus 1
Out getting nice downtown and want a slice? Sizzle Pie will Do you right.[And they Say Rip City!]
Walk or ride a bike, you could drive or take a hike. But you'd better dig the rain
[And they Say Rip City!}
Girls looking sweet, it don't matter their physique, type nice with vintage brains
[And they Say Rip City!]
Pacific on the coast mountain high here's a toast you can get it how you want it
[And they say Rip City!]

Verse 2

Now I'm out in Hawthorne shopping at that Red Light
Thrift store pimping getting fresher for my night life
Head to Bagdad Cafe on the tip low
Jet to Fresh Pot for macciatto's. . . I sip slow
Amped on that caffeine, catch me at the north parts
Went to Mississippi for a drink and hit the Bar Bar
Garden State food cart? Too many to choose from
When you feeling hungry gotta bust it on the yum yum
Over Mt Hood, inspired by the sunset
Penning love notes to barristta's over. . .Glide like Clyde to see the Blazers and the Sixers
Sidecar 11? Happy hour? I'm a fixture
Max high tripping up to catch the day fade
Spirt 77 keep repping when the the Trails Blazed
Burnside Bridge. . . leaning in the bike lane
Puffing on expression as I cruise through the light rain.

Chrous 2

Down at Powell Books getting lost in the text and keep it moving on the MAX
[And they Say Rip City!]
IPA the legend and it summers real well. No humidity exact
[And they Say Rip City!]
Rad to the max Trailblazers be the squad. Every night a different flav
[And they Say Rip City!]
Pacific on the coast mountain high here's a toast. You can get it how you want it
[What ya say Rip City?!?!?!?]

Lyrics written by Kenneth Masters for Jetset Wordsmith (ASCAP)