Dusty.. dusty... dusty..dusty
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I goes out at night, in my glad rags
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Selling some to posh kids, prozzies and fags
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I do's a few spoons to get me in the mood
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I never do too much cos that makes you rude
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Cos that's the trouble when you do too much
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You get a big mouth, start to lose touch
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You act all hard, gettin' louder and louder
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It's no fuckin' wonder they call it wacko powder
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Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty!
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My frontal lobes, have fucking turned black
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And when your ??s gone you cant never get it back
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Pulls things out my nose that look like bits of flan
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So sometimes I wash 'em up and smoke 'em on a can
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Started in lines, chronic fuckin' times
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Got a fuckin' blizzard blowing through my mind
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This dirty fuckin' habit's costin' me a fuckin' mint
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Blew my cash on the blower now I'm really fuckin' skint
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Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty! dusty! dusty!
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She don't like, she don't like, she don't like cocaine
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I never saw a woman fuckin' complain
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Like the pale skinny girl over there, she don't care
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She likes to play head games but fuckin' beware
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She's really fuckin' off it, look at her eyes
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Give her half a gram and she'll open her thighs
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But leave her alone if I was you brother
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Cos she's not the kind of girl you can take home to your mother
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Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty!
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I knows you knows, if you knows what I mean
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All this majic dusty, the most I've ever seen
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I really got to stop, taking this shit
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I really fuckin' want to but it's hard to quit
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This cocaine scene is full of false fuckers
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I'd rather deal with people fucked up on pukkas
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So it's ta-ra posh, I need a fuckin' rest
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Back to sellin' mary jane and fuckin' flat press
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Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty, dusty, dusty
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Yeah, I got 3 grams of Tony Montana, 2 grams of Jody Kidd, 4 grams of Kate Moss, and an eccy...
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*Like Michael Barrymore back on the jam,... Four ??? go out with a bang*
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Yeah, my mate had cocaine, and he took all of 'em... My mate took 'em, and there was all white foam round his mouth like Mumm-Ra from, er, Lion-O
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Majic Dusty
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