Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Dusted Lyrics - Singles - Leftfield

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) 

Writer:

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.