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You niggas too dusty get swept with a broom
Kush in the pack too loud it go boom
I'm blowing Os counting dough
Laying low stack paper by the show

Cameraman

Field Music

Open Here

2018

a dusty street then another
Did you wonder what you'd be doing tomorrow?
Crouching down to sleep, to hide while birds watch on high
Did you realise? What

smith-pierre in refuge, laid in ashes, on rush 
 
street, in the cold, specific savannah of ladbroke 
grove or weeksville or bondy. can't you hear them 
holding

Bottle of Humans

Anticon

Anticon

integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats

Day of Reckoning (Burnin' for You)

Robbie Robertson

Storyville

1991

In this dusty little railroad town
Smack in the heart of the bible belt
Where nothing ever changes
While nothing remains the same
When first I saw

right
You're girl's by my side and we riding under street light
Ayyy
Yeah we riding under street light
Sippin' sippin' lemonade in the limelight

HOOK
In

better than the Hell of sleeping out there on the streets
"I know stealing isn't funny but I needed the money," he said
When he was asked by the police
"I

fire
I could be your peace
(Frog)
You’re living on love street
I must see
My flow is dusty
I’m gushy
Maybe you should try and touch me
Or you can call me

Deserted streets abandoned cars
Darkened signs near dusty bars
Silent stations empty stores
Wind whistling through broken doors
No one's crying

the streets, barely got sleep
Me and Piet had to go get that bread
They be claiming they gang but ain't part of the team
They ain't bled for this shit they can't

Hooting laughter as you turn away to talk
Hooting laughter
From your rush to pass me by

Why not talk to me?
Walk with me?
Why not joke with me?
Smoke with

level with you, it's a two-way street
You get whatever grips you, but the loot ain't free
If I'm gonna give you the world, I best be seeing returns

Empty streets around, I didn't run away
I don't know the reason why everyone was scared
I stay here alone with my cloudy thoughts
And watch the rain

It creeps across the darkened street to settle in its dusty little den
It forages for food but if it's hungry it can eat a Hare Krishna
Watch out,

Take me up
Have a hell of a time
Take me up
Gotta drink to survive
Take me up
As the sun goes down
Take me up
I'm Wacken bound

Reading every street sign

Take me up
Have a hell of a time
Take me up
Gotta drink to survive
Take me up
As the sun goes down
Take me up
I'm Wacken bound

Reading every street sign

Take me up
Have a hell of a time
Take me up
Gotta drink to survive
Take me up
As the sun goes down
Take me up
I'm Wacken bound

Reading every street sign

to the street
Government ain't really do shit
Unemployed youngin ain't sitting 'round we hittin' licks
See no equal see no love move with sticks
Team building

neglected dusty street 
They say we are a rejected ballot boxes but our thumb is important than our instinct and wisdom
We were, we are, we will and they say

tugged
Your boy got mugged
Kmt, That's end of the run
Skeng on the street just took another son
Dip another dusty yute and then get bun

Catch him slipping

for you rusty haters
Street Runner looking for hundred
Street Runner powered by purple
All I want to do is smoke my weed as high as a tree
I'm geeking

cousin
Don’t try to make it like something that it wasn’t
Wipe off my clothes these streets is dusty
To anyone that might care
Lace up my boots they know

the things that don't occur
To a nigga like me, rocking dusty white tees
Never popping no pills, but they poppin by me
Hear them shots ring ring, but no one

Bombs Over Bahgdad

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Outkast: The Lounge Below

2004

that there boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek
Outkast bumpin' up