[{"id":24684599,"name":"Dusted","trackName":"Dusted","artistName":"Leftfield","albumName":"Dusted (CD1)","duration":294.269388,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Love of self I possess\nThru life to death\nYigga y'all listen\nIt's da upfront fresh\nMy level is seldom seen\nFew and far between\nThem fools they couldn't\nDouse my keen\nLean to da mean\nThoroughbred\nPickyhead\nStrapped in a bass trap down I get\nSunset to sunset\nWe don't sweat yet\nCool we don't fret\nWhile the dubs dem hold me\nI'm picky with precision\nI made my decision\nNow death itself\nCan't hold this down\nCoz the seeds of progress\nThem done get sow\nMy tuff back\nBroke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor\nBut I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new\nSense of self\nEurozulu coming through\nTokyo train style hipper to da coup\n\nDown like dirt man we dusted (get up)\nDown like dirt man we dusted (get up)\n\nNuff of dem ah question my\nRebel-like flex\nBut I won't waste my 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up)\n\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nMet the strength of weed\nGroove, world, birth to the next realm\n\nMotions splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight sees with nuff clarity\nMotions splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight sees with nuff clarity\n\nContact (rpt)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted (CD1)\n duration_ms: 294269\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Love of self I possess\n Thru life to death\n Yigga y'all listen\n It's da upfront fresh\n My level is seldom seen\n Few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't\n Douse my keen\n Lean to da mean\n Thoroughbred\n Pickyhead\n Strapped in a bass trap down I get\n Sunset to sunset\n We don't sweat yet\n Cool we don't fret\n While the dubs dem hold me\n I'm picky with precision\n I made my decision\n Now death itself\n Can't hold this down\n Coz the seeds of progress\n Them done get sow\n My tuff back\n Broke the cane in four\n Face 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this wayward bounce\n Proud to renounce\n I'm steadfast\n Stuck in my way\n I heed not no hearsay\n I put my trust in my own\n Perceptions of knowledge and self.\n\n Down like dirt man we dusted (get up)\n Down like dirt man we dusted (get up)\n Down like dirt man we dusted (get up)\n Down like dirt man we dusted (get yourself into harder)\n (Get up)\n\n The power of the inner eye huh\n Met the strength of weed\n Groove, world, birth to the next realm\n\n Motions splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight sees with nuff clarity\n Motions splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight sees with nuff clarity\n\n Contact (rpt)\n"},{"id":536290,"name":"Dusted (Tipper remix)","trackName":"Dusted (Tipper remix)","artistName":"Leftfield","albumName":"Dusted","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Love of self I possess\nThru life to death\nYigga y'all listen\nIt's da upfront fresh\nMy level is seldom seen\nFew and far between\nThem fools they 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man\n[01:20.07] We dusted, get up\n[01:23.86] Down like dirt, man\n[01:24.96] We dusted, get up\n[01:28.81] 'Nuff of dem ah question my rebel-like flex\n[01:31.14] But I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\n[01:33.42] Though the speak stand taller than the peak of Everest\n[01:36.47] I visualize, embrace the progress\n[01:38.71] Chin-high, puff, just a-step right to it\n[01:41.15] The choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\n[01:43.68] Soul on the mind, mind on the soul\n[01:46.03] My struggle remains, but my inside grows\n[01:48.59] Down like dirt, man, we dusted, get up\n[01:53.55] Down like dirt, man, we dusted, get up\n[01:58.56] Down like dirt, man, we dusted, get up\n[02:03.81] (Down like crumb and we dusted)\n[02:05.18] Against the grain we shall remain, huh\n[02:11.97] Yeah, steamin' on\n[02:15.09] Super-con-duper, sub-low to Sunday\n[02:19.82] \n[02:28.51] Gain enough girth, gain enough ground\n[02:30.70] Movement tight, planet-wide flight\n[02:33.12] 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Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (Pressure Drop remix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted\n duration_ms: 242000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\n Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n ? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\n I'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\n Death itself can't hold us down\n Cause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\n My tough back, broke the cane in four\n Face flat to the floor but I found the strength\n To commence with a brand new sense of self\n Here go Zulu, comin' through\n Tokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n Nothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\n But I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\n Tough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\n I visualize, embrace the progress\n Chin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\n The choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\n Soul on the mind, mind on the soul\n My struggle remains, but my inside grows\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\n Gain enough guff, gain enough ground\n Movement tight, planet-wide flight\n In a tight set to step to the hype\n Left-to-the-field now, lookin' good\n Wait till this wayward bounce\n Proud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\n I heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\n Own perceptions and knowledge of self\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n (Outro: Roots Manuva)\n The power of the inner eye huh\n That's the strength of we\n Groove, word, birth to the next realm\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n"},{"id":31610926,"name":"Dusted (Pressure Drop Mix)","trackName":"Dusted (Pressure Drop Mix)","artistName":"Leftfield","albumName":"Dusted","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Roots Manuva)\nHow many y'all guys say want freestyle?\nThere will be no blows not freestyle\nThis style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\nLove of self I possess, through life to death\nYigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\nMy level is seldom seen, few and far between\nThem fools they couldn't douse my keen\n? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (Pressure Drop Mix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted\n duration_ms: 243000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\n Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n ? 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Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? 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Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (Howie B instrumental remix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted\n duration_ms: 232000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\n Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n ? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\n I'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\n Death itself can't hold us down\n Cause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\n My tough back, broke the cane in four\n Face flat to the floor but I found the strength\n To commence with a brand new sense of self\n Here go Zulu, comin' through\n Tokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n Nothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\n But I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\n Tough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\n I visualize, embrace the progress\n Chin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\n The choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\n Soul on the mind, mind on the soul\n My struggle remains, but my inside grows\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\n Gain enough guff, gain enough ground\n Movement tight, planet-wide flight\n In a tight set to step to the hype\n Left-to-the-field now, lookin' good\n Wait till this wayward bounce\n Proud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\n I heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\n Own perceptions and knowledge of self\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n (Outro: Roots Manuva)\n The power of the inner eye huh\n That's the strength of we\n Groove, word, birth to the next realm\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n"},{"id":31445339,"name":"Dusted (The X-Ecutioners Remix)","trackName":"Dusted (The X-Ecutioners Remix)","artistName":"Leftfield","albumName":"Dusted","duration":199.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Roots Manuva)\nHow many y'all guys say want freestyle?\nThere will be no blows not freestyle\nThis style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\nLove of self I possess, through life to death\nYigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\nMy level is seldom seen, few and far between\nThem fools they couldn't douse my keen\n? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (The X-Ecutioners Remix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted\n duration_ms: 199000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\n Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n ? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\n I'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\n Death itself can't hold us down\n Cause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\n My tough back, broke the cane in four\n Face flat to the floor but I found the strength\n To commence with a brand new sense of self\n Here go Zulu, comin' through\n Tokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n Nothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\n But I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\n Tough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\n I visualize, embrace the progress\n Chin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\n The choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\n Soul on the mind, mind on the soul\n My struggle remains, but my inside grows\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\n Gain enough guff, gain enough ground\n Movement tight, planet-wide flight\n In a tight set to step to the hype\n Left-to-the-field now, lookin' good\n Wait till this wayward bounce\n Proud to announce I'm steadfast - 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Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (Pressure Drop Remix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted (CD1)\n duration_ms: 243000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\n Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n ? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\n I'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\n Death itself can't hold us down\n Cause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\n My tough back, broke the cane in four\n Face flat to the floor but I found the strength\n To commence with a brand new sense of self\n Here go Zulu, comin' through\n Tokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n Nothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\n But I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\n Tough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\n I visualize, embrace the progress\n Chin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\n The choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\n Soul on the mind, mind on the soul\n My struggle remains, but my inside grows\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\n Gain enough guff, gain enough ground\n Movement tight, planet-wide flight\n In a tight set to step to the hype\n Left-to-the-field now, lookin' good\n Wait till this wayward bounce\n Proud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\n I heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\n Own perceptions and knowledge of self\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n (Outro: Roots Manuva)\n The power of the inner eye huh\n That's the strength of we\n Groove, word, birth to the next realm\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n"},{"id":39475039,"name":"Dusted (X-ecutioners remix)","trackName":"Dusted (X-ecutioners remix)","artistName":"Leftfield","albumName":"Dusted (CD2)","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Roots Manuva)\nHow many y'all guys say want freestyle?\nThere will be no blows not freestyle\nThis style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\nLove of self I possess, through life to death\nYigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\nMy level is seldom seen, few and far between\nThem fools they couldn't douse my keen\n? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (X-ecutioners remix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted (CD2)\n duration_ms: 199915\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? 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Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\nI'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\nDeath itself can't hold us down\nCause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\nMy tough back, broke the cane in four\nFace flat to the floor but I found the strength\nTo commence with a brand new sense of self\nHere go Zulu, comin' through\nTokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\nNothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\nBut I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\nTough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\nI visualize, embrace the progress\nChin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\nThe choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\nSoul on the mind, mind on the soul\nMy struggle remains, but my inside grows\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\nGain enough guff, gain enough ground\nMovement tight, planet-wide flight\nIn a tight set to step to the hype\nLeft-to-the-field now, lookin' good\nWait till this wayward bounce\nProud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\nI heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\nOwn perceptions and knowledge of self\n(Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n(Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n(Outro: Roots Manuva)\nThe power of the inner eye huh\nThat's the strength of we\nGroove, word, birth to the next realm\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nMotion splendid, it bring quality\nNow my foresight see with nuff clarity\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight\nHold tight, hold tight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (Howie B Instrumental Remix)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: Dusted (CD1)\n duration_ms: 232882\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (Intro: Roots Manuva)\n How many y'all guys say want freestyle?\n There will be no blows not freestyle\n This style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\n Love of self I possess, through life to death\n Yigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\n My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n ? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\n Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n ? Cool and don't fret while the doves them hold me?\n I'm picky with precision, I've made my decision then\n Death itself can't hold us down\n Cause the seeds of progress, dem done get sowed\n My tough back, broke the cane in four\n Face flat to the floor but I found the strength\n To commence with a brand new sense of self\n Here go Zulu, comin' through\n Tokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n Nothing but my cuts and my rebel life flex\n But I won't waste my breath, I'll let actions speak\n Tough this beat stands taller than the peak of Everest\n I visualize, embrace the progress\n Chin-high, puff chest, I get right to it\n The choice is, there is no choice but to pursue it\n Soul on the mind, mind on the soul\n My struggle remains, but my inside grows\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), against the grain we shall remain, huh\n Gain enough guff, gain enough ground\n Movement tight, planet-wide flight\n In a tight set to step to the hype\n Left-to-the-field now, lookin' good\n Wait till this wayward bounce\n Proud to announce I'm steadfast - stuck in my way\n I heed not no hearsay: I put my trust in my\n Own perceptions and knowledge of self\n (Chorus: Leftfield & Roots Manuva)\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get up!\n (Down like dirt man we dusted), get yourself into hard life - get up!\n (Outro: Roots Manuva)\n The power of the inner eye huh\n That's the strength of we\n Groove, word, birth to the next realm\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Motion splendid, it bring quality\n Now my foresight see with nuff clarity\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n Hold tight, hold tight\n"},{"id":18912222,"name":"Dusted (X-Ecutioners Remix)","trackName":"Dusted (X-Ecutioners Remix)","artistName":"Leftfield, Roots Manuva","albumName":"Dusted","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Intro: Roots Manuva)\nHow many y'all guys say want freestyle?\nThere will be no blows not freestyle\nThis style is not free, the style is expensive alright!\nLove of self I possess, through life to death\nYigga y'all, yes'm it's the up front fresh\nMy level is seldom seen, few and far between\nThem fools they couldn't douse my keen\n? Lean to the mean for a Brad-picky-head?\nSlapped in the face, trapped down I guess\nSunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n? 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possess, through life to death\n[00:41.33] Yigga y'all, listen it's the up front fresh\n[00:44.11] My level is seldom seen, few and far between\n[00:47.07] Them fools they couldn't douse my keen\n[00:49.22] Lean to the mean thorough-bred picky-head\n[00:51.63] Slapped in the face, trapped down I guess\n[00:53.73] Sunset to sunset, but don't sweat yet\n[00:56.68] Cool, we don't fret while the dubs them hold we\n[00:59.05] I'm picky with precision, I've made my decision now\n[01:01.99] Death itself can't hold this down\n[01:03.84] 'Cause the seeds of progress, them done get sow\n[01:06.49] My tough back broke the cane in four\n[01:08.67] Face flat to the floor but I found the strength\n[01:11.28] To commence with a brand new sense of self\n[01:14.08] Euro-Zulu, comin' through\n[01:16.40] Tokyo train style, hip it to the crew\n[01:18.94] Down like dirt, man\n[01:20.07] We dusted, get up\n[01:23.86] Down like dirt, man\n[01:24.96] We dusted, get up\n[01:28.81] 'Nuff of dem ah question my 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to announce\n[02:41.03] I'm steadfast stuck in my way\n[02:42.95] I heed not no hearsay\n[02:44.40] I put my trust in my own perceptions\n[02:46.61] And knowledge of self\n[02:47.94] Down like dirt, man, we dusted, get up\n[02:52.80] Down like dirt, man, we dusted, get up\n[02:57.94] Down like dirt, man, we dusted, get up\n[03:00.52] (Down like dirt, man, we dusted)\n[03:04.87] Get yourself into hard life, get up\n[03:08.85] \n[03:12.71] The power of the inner eye, huh\n[03:16.13] That's the strength of we\n[03:18.72] Groove, world, birth to the next realm\n[03:24.05] \n[03:32.53] Motions splendid, it bring quality\n[03:34.51] Now my foresight see with 'nuff clarity\n[03:37.54] Motions splendid, it bring quality\n[03:39.58] Now my foresight see with 'nuff clarity\n[03:44.07] \n[03:53.60] Hold tight, hold tight\n[03:58.38] Hold tight, hold tight\n[03:59.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dusted (Album Version)\n artist: Leftfield\n album: A Final Hit - The Best Of 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