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    "Dusted" Lyrics

    James Lavelle feat. Leftfield and Roots Manuva

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    A million guys they want free style
    There will be no blows not freestyle
    This style is not free
    This style is expensive, alright
    Old type jokes
    Love me self I possessed
    More like to death
    Yigga yaw
    Yes sir mister upfront crutch
    My level is seldom seen
    Few and far between
    Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane
    Learn to the mean
    For brad pick 'e had
    Slapped in the face
    Strapped down
    I get sunset to sunset
    With no sweat yet
    Cooin' our fret
    By the doves them hold me
    I'm picky with precision
    I've made my decision then
    Death itself can't hold us down
    But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back
    Broke the cane in four
    Face flat to the floor
    But then from the stress
    To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu
    Comin' to
    Tokyo train stop
    Hipper to the crew
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Tougher than my cuts
    And my baby like flex
    But I won't waste my breath
    I let action speak
    Though this beat stands taller
    Than the peak of Everest
    I visualize and breach the progress
    Then high pork chest
    A bit right to it
    The choice is there is no choice
    But to pursue it
    Soul undermine
    Mind on the sole
    My struggle remains
    But my insight grows
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Against the grain
    We shall remain
    Huh yeah steamin' on
    Soon become a new boss
    Lord know the sun ain't cut
    Gain enough glove
    Gain enough crowd
    Move in tight
    Belly white fright
    In the sight set
    To step to the height
    Left in the field now
    Lookin' good
    Went to this wayward bounce
    'Bout to renounce
    Some steadfast
    Lookin' my way
    I heed not my hearsay
    I put my trust in my
    Own possessions of knowledge itself
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Guitar
    Down right crim and we dusted
    Get yourself into hard love
    Guitar
    The power of the inner eye
    Huh
    Leds the strength of we
    Go
    War
    Bounce to the next round
    Motion splendid
    It bring quality
    Now I'm on four sides, see
    We dump club a tip
    Motion splendid
    It bring quality
    Now I'm on four sides, see
    We dump club a tip
    Four sides
    Four sides
    Four sides
    (Repeat)
    This song was submitted on December 15th, 2013 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Neil Barnes, Paul Daley, Rodney Smith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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