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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
I've got to stand and fight
In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Release the pressure) I've got to stand and fight In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Bruin-dah!) Can you feel it? Release the pressure! Can you hear it? Peace and unity. (Release the pressure) Build's got this to keep your funky dance sway (eh-heh) Why your laws have left me Out of the king and out of the rain Transalt movement is takin' over Am I inferior? Wow.....you are! |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
Sonically we're in control
We're the diamond in your soul Images come thick and fast From the future, from the past The film starts, the film ends, Nothing is said in between. Just sudden moments from someone else's story, Will it ever be the same again? Hours filled with conversation, no attention paid. Too distracting convention, no need for friends. Will it ever be the same again? Will it ever be the same again? You're original, with your own path You're original, got your own way (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, in your own way My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, got your own path You're original (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. You're original (x5) |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
Burn, burn [Repeat x2]
Burn, burn, burn Open up Now open up You lied, you faked You cheated, you changed the stakes Magnet toss that pie in the sky Unrehearsed, let the bubbles burst All in all, a dreaming circus A fuel in the tea with parody Tragedy or comedy Probably publicity Open up, make room for me Now open up, make room for me Lose myself inside your schemes Go for the money, honey Not the screen Be a movie star, blah blah blah Go the whole hog Be bigger than God Burn Hollywood burn, taking down Tinseltown Burn Hollywood burn, burn down to the ground Burn Hollywood burn, burn Hollywood burn Take down Tinseltown, burn down to the ground Down, into the ground Burn, burn, burn Burn |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
How many bridges can they burn, till we turn?
How many lives can they take, till we break? How many dreams tells lies, till we rise? How many visions will they burn, till we learn? How many homes set alight, till we fight? How many futures must we dream, till we scream? How many sins must they repeat, till we're beat? How many? How many times? |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Roots Manuva / Dusted (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Phat planet
Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Blur it
What is so far Yeah So far out I would rather to live my life as a poor man Than to livin' on my lonesome Somethin' is wrong And growin' so for reason Our Poppa jeez don't know no common 'fliction He non he gets Oh it's the same situation Baba he loves So look yon for school one I'm 'e found one 'N' my got that information For next month 'E says only long detention Gracious Folks are Ah this is the chant of a poor man This is the chant of a poor man We all arise go Face the enemy Show what they mean With solid And we're ready Rise oh Face the enemy Sally those around And you will see we're ready This is a sign that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right It is a sign that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right And this is the chant of a poor man This is the chant of a poor man Chant Rolls Royce Watches Stand up yah Our lives Swollen in fun In a trance Do it When I separated the trance Get behind the Rasta man If thee pickup in the joke If thee chants and not beyond It's just natural But I know thee ?? Movin' only lift it on the people But I want to sit in this dope I mean don't want no people But it's just a push There's gonna be blood Don't watch much caution That's why it been keen You're fight been done So meet that kidnappin' You'd better look white You'd better get in that buckle Buckle This is a sign that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right It is a sign that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right This is the chant of a poor man How people fonder with the words of wisdom This is the chant of a poor man How people fond of the words of protection This is the chant of a poor man How people fonder with your words of wisdom This is the chant of a poor man With all we sing I'm so far out I'm not tryin' to miss the cause Work for us Continuation The music puttin' a white sea on us I am so far out Hey yah Hey yah (Repeats) Oh yey |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Once you get going then the funk don't stop Once you get
going then the funk don't stop Once you get going then the funk don't stop Once you get going then the funk don't stop Once you get going then the funk don't stop Time to get 'em going then the zoo goes Rah rah rah (Repeats) Afrika My mother Afrika My nation Get your full swap For the Captain Baba Afrika My nation With the rhythm of Afrika Mombassa Are you ready For the new ace They're settin' a stage For the right day I control your mind Been planned it yesterday Saw no pappy in ancients' days Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Poke them buckin' it Stickin' and fuckin' it Passed out drunk Poke them buckin' it Stickin' and fuckin' it Zulu nation Z.U.L.U. That's the way to say Zulu Z.U.L.U. That's the way to say Zulu Zulu nation Similar people Zulu nation Similar people It's Afrika My mother Zulu nation Shox Shox Shox Future shox Shox We are slow motion Afrika We we we we Are are are are Slow Mo Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified Let's get electrified The world is on fire Gonna take you higher The world is on fire Zulu nation Future Future Get your body goin' and the funk don't stop Time to clear the floor and let the Zulu bop Hail the ceaseful blowin' And the great beat drop Cheer's to the music I let Afrika be be be bop The year 2000 is on the way Some say The year 2000 is really here Since yesterday Electric beat Electric beat No No No No The press has gotta stop The future's gotta rock The press has gotta stop The future's gotta rock Say what Afrika's on and on and on Z.U.L.U. That's the way to say Zulu Z.U.L.U. That's the way to say Zulu That goes on Shox (Multi Repeats) There's no more o' this lonely thing Which is really holdin' on it. |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Danger, in every corner.
I have become pure water. I can identify. I close my eyes. I wear my sword at my side (x2). Cleanse me. Deep in the fire. I have become pure water. I wear my sword at my side (x4). I have become pure water (x2). I have become pure water (distorted and echoed |
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from Go (고) [ost] (1999)
Danger, in every corner.
I have become pure water. I can identify. I close my eyes. I wear my sword at my side (x2). Cleanse me. Deep in the fire. I have become pure water. I wear my sword at my side (x4). I have become pure water (x2). I have become pure water (distorted and echoed |
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from Vanilla Sky (바닐라 스카이) by Nancy Wilson [ost] (2001)
Afrika Bambaataa
Feel the rhythm of the Afrika Bambaataa Are you ready for the new age They are setting the stage For the renegades To control your mind They planned it yesterday Fffffff-free Zulu nation here to stay Let's get electrofied Pump it, rockin' it, stickin' it, funkin it Afrika Pump it, rockin' it, stickin' it, funkin it Zulu nation Z-U-L-U that's the way we say Zulu Z-U-L-U that's the way we say Zulu Zulu nation Cities of angels Afrika Bamaaaaaataaaa Zulu nation Electro funk, electro funk, electro funk future shock Weee want your funk - Afrika We want your funk Let's get electrofied The world is on fire, can I take you higher The world is on fire Zulu nation Hahahahahahaha future Hahahahahahaha future Electro get going and the funk don't stop Time to clear the floor and let the Zulu's rock The year 2000 is on the way, some say The year 2000 has been here since yesterday Electric beats Electric beats We're Zulusssssssssssssssssss Z-U-L-U that's the way you say Zulu That's the way you say Zulu |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Phat planet
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Earth, what a sufferation, yeah, sufferer
I would rather live my life as a poor man Than to live in a corruption From when me born me grow in sufferation A poverty don't no, no complextion Inna the ghetto it's the same situation Dog a eat dog so you can't trust no-one Informer them a gather information Put a next man me seh down inna detention Vicicous, boom sound A this is a chant of a poor man This is a chant of a poor man Me holla rise up, face the enemy Show dem we solid, an we ready Rise up face the enemy Solid as a rock an you know seh we ready It is the time that you know we have to fight We have too stand up and deal with them right It is the time that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right And this is a chant of a poor man This is a chant of a poor man Roughouse, watch this, well, alright Jus warming in man, selector, do it Form a circle, light the chalice, mek we call the rasta man Mek we beat the bingi drum, mek we chant down babylon It's jus natural, you know tue herb inna me life me burn ital Me no want no seed, no stalk, a me no burn no petal It's jus the buds on the herb, to which me partial Burn it by the key and by the ounce cor me a general Lick it inna me pipe, we win any battle, battle, battle, battle, battle It is tue time that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with the right It id tue time that you know we have to fight We have to stand up and deal with them right A this is a chant of a poor man Help me out farther with your words of wisdom This is a chant of a poor man Help me farther give me your protection This is a chant of a poor man Help me out farther with your words of wisdom This is a chant of a poor man Well, me baul an sing All sufferers, a natural mystical, Earth force Continuation, music will never cease All sufferers |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
AFRIKA BAMBAATAA
FEEL THE RHYTHM OF THE AFRIKA BAMBAATAA ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEW AGE THEY ARE SETTING THE STAGE FOR THE RENEGADES TO CONTROL YOUR MIND THEY PLANNED IT YESTERDAY FFFFFFF-FREE ZULU NATION HERE TO STAY LETS GET ELECROFIED PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN IT AFRIKA PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN' IT ZULU NATION Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU ZULU NATION CITIES OF ANGELS AFRIKA BAMAAAAAATAAAA ZULU NATION ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK FUTURE SHOCK WEEE WANT YOUR FUNK - AFRIKA WE WANT YOUR FUNK LET'S GET ELECTROFIED THE WORLD IS ON FIRE, CAN I TAKE YOU HIGHER THE WORLD IS ON FIRE ZULU NATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE ELECTRO GET GOING AND THE FUNK DON'T STOP TIME TO CLEAR THE FLOOR AND LET THE ZULU'S ROCK THE YEAR 2000 IS ON THE WAY - SOME SAY THE YEAR 2000 HAS BEEN HERE SINCE YESTERDAY ELECTRIC BEATS ELECTRIC BEATS WE'RE ZULUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU |
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from Leftfield - Rhythm And Stealth (1999)
Danger, in every corner.
I have become pure water. I can identify. I close my eyes. I wear my sword at my side (x2). Cleanse me. Deep in the fire. I have become pure water. I wear my sword at my side (x4). I have become pure water (x2). I have become pure water (distorted and echoed |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
I've got to stand and fight
In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Release the pressure) I've got to stand and fight In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Bruin-dah!) Can you feel it? Release the pressure! Can you hear it? Peace and unity. (Release the pressure) Build's got this to keep your funky dance sway (eh-heh) Why your laws have left me Out of the king and out of the rain Transalt movement is takin' over Am I inferior? Wow.....you are! |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
Sonically we're in control
We're the diamond in your soul Images come thick and fast From the future, from the past The film starts, the film ends, Nothing is said in between. Just sudden moments from someone else's story, Will it ever be the same again? Hours filled with conversation, no attention paid. Too distracting convention, no need for friends. Will it ever be the same again? Will it ever be the same again? You're original, with your own path You're original, got your own way (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, in your own way My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, got your own path You're original (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. You're original (x5) |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
Inspection!
Get ever'ting ship-shape an' shine. Check. Check one. Hot shot! Boom shot all kind of shot We don't take dat back, hehehehehehehe Whatcha doin' here? To all yout and yout 'member we don't talk foolishness we talk trut' Long time wit'out dey a come for it now You think tink we'd it done, ya tink we do it all But hear now Goin' out to all the wretched souls Come again Come again. Check one. Check one. Check, check one. When mi come a dance, a tuff me tuff Some a dem a sey mi raggamuffin an' ruff Come a dancehall an' me must mash it up Like a dem dynamite man it must blow up Dancehall nice yes it nicest Dancehall good an' man it nicest Dancehall nice man it nicest Dance ah ah ee-ee Watch this Some a dem a come, dem a worry an' fret Pitty dem I no see dem no get nuttin' yet See me now ask ya why ya see me this oh yet Them a talk bout we when we know your about yet Yes it's a dread man nuff of dem a fret As and so them talk man them bound to regret Put all me advice pon ya component set Check one. Check one. Check, check one. Mum said live a life of love and love di life you live Why'd ya kill everything you surely might so give? Why do some of the minds rob and steal? My God ain't false, my God is real. Check one. Check, check one. Check one. Check, check one. Callin ??? When me come a dance, a tuff me tuff Some a dem a say me raggamuffin an' ruff Come a dancehall an' me must mash it up Like a dem dynamite man it must blow up Check one. Check, check one. Y'know. Y'know. Check one. Check, check one. Check one. Check, check one. Check one. Check, check one. |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
Burn, burn [Repeat x2]
Burn, burn, burn Open up Now open up You lied, you faked You cheated, you changed the stakes Magnet toss that pie in the sky Unrehearsed, let the bubbles burst All in all, a dreaming circus A fuel in the tea with parody Tragedy or comedy Probably publicity Open up, make room for me Now open up, make room for me Lose myself inside your schemes Go for the money, honey Not the screen Be a movie star, blah blah blah Go the whole hog Be bigger than God Burn Hollywood burn, taking down Tinseltown Burn Hollywood burn, burn down to the ground Burn Hollywood burn, burn Hollywood burn Take down Tinseltown, burn down to the ground Down, into the ground Burn, burn, burn Burn |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
How many bridges can they burn, till we turn?
How many lives can they take, till we break? How many dreams tells lies, till we rise? How many visions will they burn, till we learn? How many homes set alight, till we fight? How many futures must we dream, till we scream? How many sins must they repeat, till we're beat? How many? How many times? |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
I've got to stand and fight
In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Release the pressure) I've got to stand and fight In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Bruin-dah!) Can you feel it? Release the pressure! Can you hear it? Peace and unity. (Release the pressure) Build's got this to keep your funky dance sway (eh-heh) Why your laws have left me Out of the king and out of the rain Transalt movement is takin' over Am I inferior? Wow.....you are! |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
Sonically we're in control
We're the diamond in your soul Images come thick and fast From the future, from the past The film starts, the film ends, Nothing is said in between. Just sudden moments from someone else's story, Will it ever be the same again? Hours filled with conversation, no attention paid. Too distracting convention, no need for friends. Will it ever be the same again? Will it ever be the same again? You're original, with your own path You're original, got your own way (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, in your own way My mother told me, don't ever change You're original, got your own path You're original (x2) Will it ever be the same again? (x2) I need to hear that again Because a dream starts, and a dream must end. You're original (x5) |
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from Leftfield - Leftism (1995)
I've got to stand and fight
In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Release the pressure) I've got to stand and fight In this creation Vanity I know Can't guide I alone I'm searching to find A love that lasts all time I've just got to find Peace and unity (Bruin-dah!) Can you feel it? Release the pressure! Can you hear it? Peace and unity. (Release the pressure) Build's got this to keep your funky dance sway (eh-heh) Why your laws have left me Out of the king and out of the rain Transalt movement is takin' over Am I inferior? Wow.....you are! |
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from Leftfield - Afrika Shox (2000)
AFRIKA BAMBAATAA
FEEL THE RHYTHM OF THE AFRIKA BAMBAATAA ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEW AGE THEY ARE SETTING THE STAGE FOR THE RENEGADES TO CONTROL YOUR MIND THEY PLANNED IT YESTERDAY FFFFFFF-FREE ZULU NATION HERE TO STAY LETS GET ELECROFIED PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN IT AFRIKA PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN' IT ZULU NATION Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU ZULU NATION CITIES OF ANGELS AFRIKA BAMAAAAAATAAAA ZULU NATION ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK FUTURE SHOCK WEEE WANT YOUR FUNK - AFRIKA WE WANT YOUR FUNK LET'S GET ELECTROFIED THE WORLD IS ON FIRE, CAN I TAKE YOU HIGHER THE WORLD IS ON FIRE ZULU NATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE ELECTRO GET GOING AND THE FUNK DON'T STOP TIME TO CLEAR THE FLOOR AND LET THE ZULU'S ROCK THE YEAR 2000 IS ON THE WAY - SOME SAY THE YEAR 2000 HAS BEEN HERE SINCE YESTERDAY ELECTRIC BEATS ELECTRIC BEATS WE'RE ZULUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU |
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from Leftfield - Afrika Shox (2000)
AFRIKA BAMBAATAA
FEEL THE RHYTHM OF THE AFRIKA BAMBAATAA ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEW AGE THEY ARE SETTING THE STAGE FOR THE RENEGADES TO CONTROL YOUR MIND THEY PLANNED IT YESTERDAY FFFFFFF-FREE ZULU NATION HERE TO STAY LETS GET ELECROFIED PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN IT AFRIKA PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN' IT ZULU NATION Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU ZULU NATION CITIES OF ANGELS AFRIKA BAMAAAAAATAAAA ZULU NATION ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK FUTURE SHOCK WEEE WANT YOUR FUNK - AFRIKA WE WANT YOUR FUNK LET'S GET ELECTROFIED THE WORLD IS ON FIRE, CAN I TAKE YOU HIGHER THE WORLD IS ON FIRE ZULU NATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE ELECTRO GET GOING AND THE FUNK DON'T STOP TIME TO CLEAR THE FLOOR AND LET THE ZULU'S ROCK THE YEAR 2000 IS ON THE WAY - SOME SAY THE YEAR 2000 HAS BEEN HERE SINCE YESTERDAY ELECTRIC BEATS ELECTRIC BEATS WE'RE ZULUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU |
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from Leftfield - Afrika Shox (2000)
AFRIKA BAMBAATAA
FEEL THE RHYTHM OF THE AFRIKA BAMBAATAA ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEW AGE THEY ARE SETTING THE STAGE FOR THE RENEGADES TO CONTROL YOUR MIND THEY PLANNED IT YESTERDAY FFFFFFF-FREE ZULU NATION HERE TO STAY LETS GET ELECROFIED PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN IT AFRIKA PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN' IT ZULU NATION Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU ZULU NATION CITIES OF ANGELS AFRIKA BAMAAAAAATAAAA ZULU NATION ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK FUTURE SHOCK WEEE WANT YOUR FUNK - AFRIKA WE WANT YOUR FUNK LET'S GET ELECTROFIED THE WORLD IS ON FIRE, CAN I TAKE YOU HIGHER THE WORLD IS ON FIRE ZULU NATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE ELECTRO GET GOING AND THE FUNK DON'T STOP TIME TO CLEAR THE FLOOR AND LET THE ZULU'S ROCK THE YEAR 2000 IS ON THE WAY - SOME SAY THE YEAR 2000 HAS BEEN HERE SINCE YESTERDAY ELECTRIC BEATS ELECTRIC BEATS WE'RE ZULUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU |
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from Leftfield - Afrika Shox (2000)
AFRIKA BAMBAATAA
FEEL THE RHYTHM OF THE AFRIKA BAMBAATAA ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEW AGE THEY ARE SETTING THE STAGE FOR THE RENEGADES TO CONTROL YOUR MIND THEY PLANNED IT YESTERDAY FFFFFFF-FREE ZULU NATION HERE TO STAY LETS GET ELECROFIED PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN IT AFRIKA PUMP IT, ROCKIN' IT, STICKIN' IT, FUNKIN' IT ZULU NATION Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY WE SAY ZULU ZULU NATION CITIES OF ANGELS AFRIKA BAMAAAAAATAAAA ZULU NATION ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK, ELECTRO FUNK FUTURE SHOCK WEEE WANT YOUR FUNK - AFRIKA WE WANT YOUR FUNK LET'S GET ELECTROFIED THE WORLD IS ON FIRE, CAN I TAKE YOU HIGHER THE WORLD IS ON FIRE ZULU NATION HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUTURE ELECTRO GET GOING AND THE FUNK DON'T STOP TIME TO CLEAR THE FLOOR AND LET THE ZULU'S ROCK THE YEAR 2000 IS ON THE WAY - SOME SAY THE YEAR 2000 HAS BEEN HERE SINCE YESTERDAY ELECTRIC BEATS ELECTRIC BEATS WE'RE ZULUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Z-U-L-U THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU THAT'S THE WAY YOU SAY ZULU |
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from Leftfield - Afrika Shox (2000)
Phat planet
Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet Phat planet |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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from Leftfield - Dusted (2000)
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) |
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