

Yeah,
crossing the border. Two giants on the map,
but only one takes the crown.
Let the battle begin.
From the freezing Great Lakes to the Vancouver shore We built the
cold giants you cannot ignore Keeping it polite till we step in
the ring Now the maple leaf strikes and the winter winds sting
Step aside for the heavyweights,
stars and the stripes We run the global stage under stadium lights
From the concrete valleys of the New York scene To the west
coast sun, we're the rap machine (get back!)
Border war, microphone, who's gonna reign?
Standing in the blizzard,
walking through the rain North and South colossus,
heavy in the game Only one survivor when they write down the
name
We got the northern grit,
we don't buckle or bend Underestimate the north and you meet your
end From Toronto to Montreal,
we flow so deep While your empires crumble and your legends sleep
(let's go)
Your whole winter freeze melts under our heat
We hold the blueprints to every classic beat
Fifty states of fury when we step on the track We take
the crown home and we never look back
Yeah.
Two sides of the line.
Nothing but respect, but the mic doesn't lie.
Who won this round?