North to the Throne
Drake

Hook:
North to the throne, we takin' over your zone,
Canada's crown, these bars are stone,
You might have the money, but you can't buy this tone,
We the north, baby, just leave us alone.

Pre-Chorus:
From the 6 to L.A., we redefine the play,
You can talk, but our legacy’s here to stay,
Grit and grind, north of the line, where the real kings play,
Watch your back, America, we ain't here to sway.

Chorus:
North to the throne, from maple to marrow,
Ice in our veins, fire in our flow,
Gunnin' for the top, steady and narrow,
America, your reign’s on borrowed time, let it go.

Verse 1:
I'm a savage from the north, see the polar lights,
Critics manufacturing stories in the night,
Got your cities buzzing like a neon light,
But they flip quick when my blade of wordplay slices right.
Your rulers puffing their chests with dollar bills,
I got respect and skill, stacking up to kill,
Like a lumberjack, I chop these phonies still,
Your empire’s crumbling while we just chill.

Verse 2:
Got bags of wisdom, load 'em up in a sleigh,
Foreign policies shifting, but we steady in our sway,
Land of moose and pride, watch us casually slay,
Echoing Kendrick, spitting truth like bullets in the fray.
Your Hollywood’s a smoke show, plastic facade,
Reality hits harder than a security squad,
While our truth seeps in like a grounded prod,
North on the throne, legends born from the rod.

Verse 3:
America dream’s a nightmare when you wake,
Land of the free, but every step’s a fake,
We hold the gauntlet, watch your honor quake,
While you fake the funk, it’s your soul we take.
Stacking Mac Millers on the unity beat,
No divides when our hearts meet on the street,
Kendrick laments, but our victory's neat,
Maple leaf power, your retreat is sweet.

Verse 4:
Your stars and stripes unravel at the seam,
While true north’s rising to the cream,
Politicians bluffing but never redeem,
Their paths force-fed—ours keen.
From T-dot to your convoluted mess,
Our rap game’s a crowning success,
You aim to impress, we just press,
Takin' over, no need to finesse.

Verse 5:
Freedom seems feathered in chains you hold tight,
Darkness leaking out, we beam our light,
Spitting bars, gems, wisdom in the fight,
Canada's rise, a sovereign sight.
Your constitution pitches, but it’s lost in flight,
Divides you sow, we're armoured in might,
Get your politics right, but I'm out of sight,
North on the throne, and now I'll say goodnight.

Hook:
North to the throne, we takin' over your zone,
Canada's crown, these bars are stone,
You might have the money, but you can't buy this tone,
We the north, baby, just leave us alone.

Pre-Chorus:
From the 6 to L.A., we redefine the play,
You can talk, but our legacy’s here to stay,
Grit and grind, north of the line, where the real kings play,
Watch your back, America, we ain't here to sway.

Chorus:
North to the throne, from maple to marrow,
Ice in our veins, fire in our flow,
Gunnin' for the top, steady and narrow,
America, your reign’s on borrowed time, let it go.