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Dusted - Leftfield

Love of self I possess

Thru life 2 death

Piggy yard yeomen

It's da upfront fresh

My level is seldom seen

Few and far between

Them fools they couldn't

Douse my keen

Lean 2 da mean

Thorough bread

Picky head

Strapped in a brass trap down I get

Sunset to sunset

We don't sweat yet

Cool we don't fret

While the dubs deem hold we

I’m picky with precision

Now death it's self

Can't hold this down

Coz the seeds of progress

Them done get sow

My tuff back

Broke the cane in four

Face flat to the floor

But I found the strength

To commence with a brand new

Sense of self

Euro Zulu coming through

Tokyo train style hipper 2 da

Coup

Down like dirt man we

Dusted (get up)

Down like dirt man we

Dusted (get up)

Snuff of deem ah question my

Rebuilt flex

But I won't waste my time

I let action speak

Although this feat stands

Taller than the peak

Of Everest

I visualize embrace

The progress

Chin high puff chest

I step right to it

The choice is there isn’t no choice

But to pursue

Soul on the mind

Mind on the soul

My struggle remain

But my insight remain

Down like dirt man we

Dusted (get up)

Down like dirt man we

Dusted (get up)

But my insight grow

Movement tight planet wide

Gaining snuff girth

Gaining snuff ground

Movement tight planet wide flight

Inner sight set 2 step to the

Height

Left of the field now looking good

Wed to this wayward bounce

I proud pronounce

I stood fast

Stuck in my way

I heed not no hearsay

I put my trust in my own

Perceptions of knowledge of self

Down like dirt man we

Dusted (get up)