Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Town, artist - Macklemore. Date of issue: 06.09.2009
Song language: English
The Town |
| Now when I say 2−0, you say |
| Nah, you know the rest |
| This is our scene |
| Our music, our movement, the history lives through us |
| I write to the beat and let life play the guitar strings |
| Despite the drama, there’s respect and camaraderie |
| Every time one of my friends is mentioned in My Philosophy |
| It’s a rite of passage, I’m not trying to be corny |
| I got love for Sportn' Life, Alpha P, Massline, and Onry |
| Every time somebody steps out on the road |
| They bring a little Northwest soul with them, amen |
| Alright then, just so you know |
| I try to carry that every time that I rock a show |
| So, turn my sound up |
| Ricochet off our mountain |
| It’s Good Medicine that Chief Sealth would’ve been proud of |
| Sends our city, town pride, heart, blood, sweat, tears, I-5 |
| North, South side, vibe, live, ride down these city blocks |
| And never will be stopped |
| They tryin' to shut down the clubs that my city rocks |
| Now Mr. Mayor why would you enforce an ordinance? |
| Music it saves lives, these kids out here are supporting it |
| And through the art form we’ve learned the importance of community |
| Truth to the youth so they know what’s up |
| Yup, and as a public school student |
| I learned from my teachers, but became through my music |
| Take that away, that’s a vital |
| 14 Fathoms Deep, Do the Math, Tribal |
| My greatest teachers: B-Self and Vita |
| Wordsayer was my mayor and things have changed |
| But I carry the torch and what I do with that flame |
| Is lit every time that I step on the stage |
| The skyline is etched in my veins |
| You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains |
| Northwest, making you feel the vibe |
| Check how Seattle do, coming to my side |
| I mean I like how y’all do |
| Thank you, but we onto new |
| Put it down for the town with music |
| Making you feel the vibe |
| Check how Seattle do, coming to my side |
| When my peeps know my crew bring the flame |
| Put it down for the town |
| Wearing that Seattle blue |
| That’s right, when you put on a show |
| And watch the people seat in between the creases and the doors |
| Hitting up Meli or sneaking in 'cause they’re broke |
| Not leaving in between sets because of needing to smoke |
| The reason being whatever |
| The scene from Beacon to Everett |
| Is in need of less ego when we kick it, alright? |
| I get on stage, style, share my whole life |
| Try to reach 'em at the bar where they’re drinking Miller Lite |
| But the kids in the front, they bring out the passion, dude |
| Make noise throughout the show and not only when we ask 'em to |
| I watch the older cats jaded in the back |
| Hands clasped, forgot when they weren’t too cool to be a fan, damn |
| Hatin' at the concert |
| You don’t remember RKCNDY, watching Heiro, or vibing out to Alkaholiks |
| I know it’s not the same, it never will be |
| But my, my, my, my city’s filthy |
| And we’ve been truly dope |
| Since Supreme was up on Broadway in the dookie rope |
| Mean muggin' in Sir Mixalot’s video |
| Back when Scene was rockin' house parties on the floor |
| JMG’s, Sit N' Spin, and The Paradox |
| Back when Marc introduced Geo to Sabz |
| So much has changed here, so much has not |
| I was just a kid hopin' I could earn my spot |
| Try to get some props |
| Meet a promoter who’ll give me a shot |
| To let me get up on stage and get the crowd to rock |
| Read a page out my notebook |
| What I thought would be respected, they would connect with it |
| Now looking over the city’s the only thing that keeps me calm |
| Scattered thoughts jotted down by this pen in my palm |
| It’s like my city stands still, the world looks on |
| If I could only capture its beauty and put it in a song |