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Current song lyrics
[Chorus]<br>Knock knock who's there? Dizzee<br>Dizzee who? Ras<br>And I kick ass<br>Kill a MC fast<br>Knock knock who's there? Bad<br>Bad who? Boy<br>I'm here to annoy<br>Take away your joy<br>Knock knock who's there? Jack<br>Jack who? You<br>Your not with your crew<br>What u gunna do<br>Knock knock who's there? Big<br>Big who? Gun<br>Point me to the sun<br>Watch your fassy run<br>I'm dizzee ras nightmare from the big E A S T<br>I'm exactly what your parent don't want to see on your tv<br>I nicely, precisely intimadate anyone that I choose<br>Refuse to to lose<br>Express unlimited contriversial views<br>Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my beat<br>And/or familiar with my sound, I'm formerly from the underground<br>And its clear, for a year, I've been turing up the heat<br>Made you get up and out of your seat<br>Shake your fists and shuffle your feet<br>And now I'm here<br>Lets make another thing clear [Overlaps here on previous line]<br>They didn't bun me up enough I'm still here<br>So what was the perpose of your little charade, your little charade was whack<br>Just about hurt me<br>You should of merked me<br>I was on a rampage now I'm back<br>Five stab wounds<br>Couple scratches, bruises and some pains<br>Four half-hearted fassies<br>Four poor is no brains<br>Did it<br>Two weeks before my album came out helped me sell double<br>But lets not dwell on that, its the least of your troubles<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>Eh yo considering<br>The part I play, you wouldn't expect for me me to say I prefer the day to nights where I gotta<br>turn up and play<br>I rip-off, dusty, sweaty, clotter raised<br>And the audience, all screw faced, and promoters don't want to pay<br>And half of the boys in the croud wanna blast me<br>And half of the girls wanna show how little they care about standing right there at the front,<br>tryin t' look right past me<br>It gets depressing thinking bout it even more<br>Knowing that I'm gonna face the usual hassle at the door<br>Because as well as lippy hags, I hate cocky bouncers<br>I ain't here to rave I'm here to get paid look<br>You search me up rough like im any common crook<br>My names on the flyer man, forget the guest book<br>Abusing your athority you look like a fool<br>You faulty standard, underdog, you know your own tool<br>I aint wearin certain shoes so you don't think I look right (what?)<br>Thats cushdy mate, I'm gettin paid more than you tonight<br><br>[Chorus]
New song lyrics
[Chorus]<br>Knock knock who's there? Dizzee<br>Dizzee who? Ras<br>And I kick ass<br>Kill a MC fast<br>Knock knock who's there? Bad<br>Bad who? Boy<br>I'm here to annoy<br>Take away your joy<br>Knock knock who's there? Jack<br>Jack who? You<br>Your not with your crew<br>What u gunna do<br>Knock knock who's there? Big<br>Big who? Gun<br>Point me to the sun<br>Watch your fassy run<br>I'm dizzee ras nightmare from the big E A S T<br>I'm exactly what your parent don't want to see on your tv<br>I nicely, precisely intimadate anyone that I choose<br>Refuse to to lose<br>Express unlimited contriversial views<br>Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my beat<br>And/or familiar with my sound, I'm formerly from the underground<br>And its clear, for a year, I've been turing up the heat<br>Made you get up and out of your seat<br>Shake your fists and shuffle your feet<br>And now I'm here<br>Lets make another thing clear [Overlaps here on previous line]<br>They didn't bun me up enough I'm still here<br>So what was the perpose of your little charade, your little charade was whack<br>Just about hurt me<br>You should of merked me<br>I was on a rampage now I'm back<br>Five stab wounds<br>Couple scratches, bruises and some pains<br>Four half-hearted fassies<br>Four poor is no brains<br>Did it<br>Two weeks before my album came out helped me sell double<br>But lets not dwell on that, its the least of your troubles<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>Eh yo considering<br>The part I play, you wouldn't expect for me me to say I prefer the day to nights where I gotta<br>turn up and play<br>I rip-off, dusty, sweaty, clotter raised<br>And the audience, all screw faced, and promoters don't want to pay<br>And half of the boys in the croud wanna blast me<br>And half of the girls wanna show how little they care about standing right there at the front,<br>tryin t' look right past me<br>It gets depressing thinking bout it even more<br>Knowing that I'm gonna face the usual hassle at the door<br>Because as well as lippy hags, I hate cocky bouncers<br>I ain't here to rave I'm here to get paid look<br>You search me up rough like im any common crook<br>My names on the flyer man, forget the guest book<br>Abusing your athority you look like a fool<br>You faulty standard, underdog, you know your own tool<br>I aint wearin certain shoes so you don't think I look right (what?)<br>Thats cushdy mate, I'm gettin paid more than you tonight<br><br>[Chorus]
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