Astroid Boys – Dusted lyrics

[Verse 1: Benji]
It's the year of the dragon so we back up in here
Spit fire from the back of Veneers
Coming straight from the belly of the beast that's in the back of your ear
Whispering shit that's got you crapping your rear
This panic and fear is damaging
Radical stages of behaviour that's got you on a scatty ting
Looking for the big batty ting
You might find happiness (How?)
If you can make it through the same shit that a nappy does
Schizo 'cause we're visionary
Not a vegetarian, but meeting me is living weary
These kids about to run a riot
Flip cars, strip bars, tits, ass, then silence
We don't need a reason
I'm a start this riot

[Chorus: Traxx]
Peg it and depse, you wouldn't play that
Heat of the moment
Could be meeting your omens
Police are eating their doughnuts
I wouldn't take that
You better sit in your seat and fucking lay back

[Verse 2: Traxx]
We're one of a kind and nobody knows that
I'm living an irresponsibility filly upon the million times I let down
I don't mean to I've got a good heart
I make miss takes like pressing record at the wrong part
But now I'm older, I'm still never grown up
I never tell a lie, I'm always forced to tell the fucking truth
Well that's a lie 'cause I've never thrown up, I swear that I can fly and I've never had a boner
I'm sticking up for fuckers that need to be stuck up for
Not stuck up fuckers that are living their life by the law (Oh Lord)
Bless these bumbeclart ras clart swinging all the mans
Tell it how it is and never what it's missing, kick back

[Chorus: Traxx]
Peg it and depse, you wouldn't play that
Heat of the moment
Could be meeting your omens
Police are eating their doughnuts
I wouldn't take that
You better sit in your seat and fucking lay back

[Verse 3: Traxx]
Now I was outside the shop
Me and Benji acting grown folks
This kid pushed his luck, he's like:
"Ay yo, what's happening? Your rapping is doo-doo
I see kids in year nine that are rapping better than you do"
Aw Benj, I fucking hate this
Every time I'm out a kid gasses about A.B
I always lose my patience
I wanna give him a face-lift
Nah, jog on, it's not on
You gotta use your head instead of getting vexed
Marcus kicked a ball at his ice cream, it hit the floor (Splat)
Now this brother doesn't seem that feisty
Bet he's got a brother that is bigger than I am
"Man, he's stood behind you, arms bigger than armbands"
We're panicking, I don't know what to do in this predicament
He's looking kinda immanent
We bounced, 4 hours passed
Hit the car park the rest of the mandem are chilling in
Something ain't right, a car pulls up, hang tight
10 man get up out the car, kicking off
The boys are pretty hyped, "Do we brawl or do we bounce?"
I mean I'm down, I'm always down, but I can't see what they are holding
Car park after dark, can't see nothing
Your bullying the wrong yout
Benji bro, it's on you
When I say "Balls"
Dash the board
And bounce to the courts
I don't wanna ramp no more
Of course with the fact that we're running out of court
So we dusted, laughing, shouting Tempa T lines
Hopping over walls, I can see the police lights
I don't wanna get up and chin him and then explain on the riddim how I got arrested like 3 times
For petty crimes
Now it's all free this, free that
Not anymore, one of us got caught
One of us got fucking caught