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<strong>Ain't It Fresh Lyrics</strong>

Hey y'all, this song right here

Is for all the transplants and the natives

No matter where you're from we're just glad you made it, you know?

Makin' it a party, everyone's invited, anyone with a belly button.

CHORUS((

Aint it fresh when the beat sets in and you're like "that's right I'm in Oregon!"

And it's on like that oo oo oooooo

Aint it top when the beat sets in and you're like, "that's right I'm in Oregon!"

And it's on like that oo oo oooooo ))

Well it's a chillin' with ya boys out on the Illinois

Backpackin' and laughin', got the speaker stacks to make some noise

We throw the parties like nobody else

Around here we got that real top shelf

So grab the chronic, grab the papes, grab the grapes and crush

And if you know a place to burn, come on and hop in the truck

We got more than enough self sufficient state of Jefferson

We spreadin' out the love with some real good medicine

We independent pacifistic peace warriors

Protectors of the land shamanistic band of sorcerers

We self sufficient yea yea we takin' charge

With our biodynamic and our organic farms

Ring the alarm, Oregon's on fire

Ready to blow up sure enough and take it world wide

From Meddy to Connecticut

And back round and again

We reppin' the state of Jefferson

So go and tell your friends that...

(CHORUS)

We be rockin the spot, take a walk to table rock

With the psychedelic visions, skinny dippin in the Umpqua

Some call it oregon bud, I like to call it heaven

Beautiful trees and water falls, a never ending blessing

Blackberries by the pounds, (a plot stocking around?)

And we burry underground so that they can't see it now (hey! )

We never worry about the coy undercovers

Too busy sippin on hush brothers to ever catch us runnin from 'em

We're top gun and maverick style, keep the strategy

Compared to any other state, Oregon's a masterpiece!

Cuz ain't it fresh from Takilma up to PDX

Oregon state wide Fam, we say ya blessed

(CHORUS)

We got the fresh and the hesh skaters and all the Applegaters

Grants Pass to Ashland we give you all your flava flavors

Hippy players with the talks about free love

Please round here it all starts with a back rub

We never poppin' bub, never chillin' at the club

Cuz there ain't no thing as an Oregon thug

Round here we livin' dirty live at one with the bugs

So get that left hand up for that Oregon hug

When it's time for snacks, we mowin' on pepper jack

Who are you to try dissin' Rogue Creamery's smoky bleu, HA!

We got pride for where we live and that's important

Whether you're livin' in the Rogue or you're chillin' up in Portland

Come to the west if you want to see what's brewin'

Cuz here in Oregon is the heart of the revolution

Come to the west if you want to see what's brewin'

Cuz here in Oregon is the heart of the revolution.

((CHORUS))x3

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