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Filthy Town

©2007 Savage Sun | The Art of Being Alive

Oh ooh oh, Filthy Town (whisper)
Oh ooh oh, Filthy Town (whisper)
oh ooh oh, oh ooh oh

From the brink of disaster I brought it around
Launched my fate like a catapult from one filthy town
Propelled by the fact I invented this sound
I was stormbound on stone-ground with the know how

And it, it took a while though I figured it out
I turned a healthy competition into an all out route
Fans began telling me "go mainstream now"
I said you must be phucking kidding, I'll be checking you out

This western warrior rescues souls in the deep
These moments in music I create can't be beat
Makin' use of these beats, sewin' the feelings you reap
Beating up the opposition simply put 'em asleep

I resurrected the fire like wind and hot coals
Flatfooted emcees put in your insoles
Protect yo neck and watch the heads roll
Get in the way check your abdomen and brain for the holes

With this furious script mix all natural blend
You can hear guns firin' and see the sirens
The drumline's marching the rhymes inspirin'
And you'll never have to worry bout me retirin'

From one filthy town we be holdin' it down
Marchin' on your city in the quest for the crown
No doubt that you'll notice when we roll around
By the sound of the rumble that be raisin' the ground

From one filthy town we be holdin' it down
Marchin' on your city in the quest for the crown
No doubt that you'll notice when we roll around
By the sound of the rumble roarin' under the ground

Speaking of this filthy town I grew up in
The kinda place where a kid can't be givin' in
Just say the city name, don't even mention the streets
Cats get the picture, in fact they get the creeps

Battlin' me's like pissing into the wind
So if ya steps on the stage just know it's all grim
And if ya bound ta drown, well it don't pay ta swim
Let me let you in on the fact that you won't win

In the lead on a steed that's pale, raisin' the scale
With so much on the line could and would never fail
Bloodied but unbowed and this sound prevails
As I venture determined through life threatening hale

Holdin' skill, foldin' skulls till its outta control
Roastin' rap careers faster than you roast bowls
And 4 those who ain't knowin' I gots a chokehold
You can gets passed out faster than ice gets cold

So man the signal fires, get a hold of the buyers
There's a new rap renegade hitman for hire
Who casts rays of light on any shadow of doubt
That the deals been sealed without sellin' out

From one filthy town we be holdin' it down
Marchin' on your city in the quest for the crown
No, no doubt you'll notice when we roll around
By the sound of the rumble roarin' under the ground x2

I ain't an mc at all but a loaded pistole

From one filthy town a true turn around
My talent while most kids out-of-bounds

One filthy town gave birth to a
One kid One filthy town
From one filthy town I learned to get down
From the brink of disaster I turned it around
And launched my fate like a catapult

From one filthy town where most kids a drown
Swam a passion filled talent with intent to astound



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