Filthy - Saint Etienne

Rhyming as i’m coming to the top, / with my back-pack of rhymes i won’t stop.

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Every lyric / flying high like a dove / as the lord / sprinkles his love /

On me.

/ his assigned destiny, / teaching, preaching, c’mon / question me!

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I have the answer to the master-plan.

/ if you can’t, / then i can.

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Jumping the chitz (?) as i speak out, / wondering what it’s all about, /

Wishing i was only a dream / and i wasn’t so extreme.

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Gonna make you see i’m not faking it / like all the others that be making it.

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Ecstatic, and stating the facts;

/ take heed to my extracts.

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Following the paths of me, / eat 'til you fill your greed.

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Feeding on my knowledge like a cake, / the smell of truth as i bake.

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Some goals / you will achieve;

/ no loss or debt to believe;

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Believe me, i wouldn’t lie, / for my question / i need your reply.

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Whatever / you take from me, /

Whatever / you say, /

I try / to make you see /

Things / my way.

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Touch me, / take my hand.

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Hold on tight.

/ as tight as you can.

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I’ll be with you / all the way.

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I’m asking you / won’t you stay?

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It’s your reality.

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Durbba durbba duhr, /

Badurbba durbba duhr, /

Badurbba durbba duhr, /

Badurbba durbba duhr.

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Earning respect from the crowd / as expression of my meaning comes loud, /

Bringing it all across / so as you know who’s boss.

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This is not a media hype — / maybe i’m just not that type.

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My rhymes that’ll lift you like a drug, / like a mat, i’ll be your rug.

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Whatever / that you say, /

I’ll never / turn you away.

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You don’t know me / as you are, /

My mind is / what you have caught.

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Touch me, / take my hand.

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Hold on tight, / as tight as you can, /

I’ll be with you / all the way.

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I’m asking you / won’t you stay?

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It’s your reality.

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Durbba durbba duhr, /

Badurbba durbba duhr, /

Badurbba durbba duhr, /

Badurbba durbba duhr.