Majic Dusty
    (专辑: Under The Counter - 2008)
    
    Dusty.. dusty... dusty..dusty   I 
goes out at night, in my glad rags  Selling some to posh kids, prozzies and fags  I 
do's a 
few spoons to get me in the 
mood  I 
never do too much cos that makes you rude   Cos that's the 
trouble when you do too much  You get a 
big mouth, start to lose touch  You act all hard, getting louder and louder  It's no fucking wonder they call it wacko powder   Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty!   My frontal lobes, have fucking turned black  And when your ??s gone you cant never get it back  Pulls things out my nose that look like bits of flan  So sometimes I 
wash 'em up and smoke 'em on a 
can   Started in lines, chronic fucking times  Got a 
fucking blizzard blowing through my mind  This dirty fucking habit's costing me a 
fucking mint  Blew my cash on the 
blower now I'm really fucking skint   Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty! dusty! dusty!   She don't like, she don't like, she don't like cocaine  I 
never saw a 
woman fucking complain  Like the 
pale skinny girl over there, she don't care  She likes to play head games but fucking beware   She's really fucking off it, look at her eyes  Give her half a 
gram and she'll open her thighs  But leave her alone if I 
was you brother  Cos she's not the 
kind of girl you can take home to your mother   Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty!   I 
knows you knows, if you knows what I 
mean  All this majic dusty, the 
most I've ever seen  I 
really got to stop, taking this shit  I 
really fucking want to but it's hard to quit   This cocaine scene is full of false fuckers  I'd rather deal with people fucked up on pukkas  So it's ta-ra posh, I 
need a 
fucking rest  Back to selling mary jane and fucking flat press   Dust! Majic dusty! Majic dust! Majic dusty, dusty, dusty   Yeah, I 
got 3 
grams of Tony Montana, 2 
grams of Jody Kidd, 4 
grams of Kate Moss, and an eccy...   *Like Michael Barrymore back on the 
jam,... Four ??? go out with a 
bang*   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