Rascal, Dizzee Filmography

• The BRITs Red Carpet 2012 (2012)
• Life of Rhyme (2011)
• Brit Awards 2011 (2011)
• T4 on the Beach (2010)
• Brit Awards 2010 (2010)
• Glastonbury 2010 (2010)
• Music (2010)
• Newsnight at 30 (2010)
• Oxegen Festival 2010 (2010)
• The BRITs Red Carpet (2010)
• Glastonbury 2009 (2009)
• Radio 1's Big Weekend (2009)
• Children in Need Rocks the Royal Albert Hall (2009)
• T4 on the Beach 2009 (2009)
• MTV Making the Video: Dizzee Rascal - Dance Wiv Me (2008)
• Ibiza Rocks (2008)
• Another Building Dancing # 1 Quarantine (2007)
• Dizzee Rascal: Bow Selector (2007)
• Rollin' with the Nines (2006)
• MOBO Awards 2004 (2004)
• MTV Europe Music Awards 2003 (2003)
• The National Music Awards 2003 (2003)
• Brit Awards 2003 (2003)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Dream - Dizzee Rascal
• Round We Go (Ain't No Love) - Dizzee Rascal
• Live O - Dizzee Rascal
• Jus' A Rascal - Dizzee Rascal
• Hype Talk - Dizzee Rascal
• Graftin’ - Dizzee Rascal
• Girls - Dizzee Rascal
• Flyin’ - Dizzee Rascal
• Face - Dizzee Rascal
• World Outside - Dizzee Rascal
• Where's Da G's - Dizzee Rascal
• wanna be - Dizzee Rascal
• U Can't Tell Me Nuffin' - Dizzee Rascal
• Sirens - Dizzee Rascal
• Hardback (Industry) - Dizzee Rascal
• Ghetto - Dizzee Rascal
• Excuse Me Please - Dizzee Rascal
• Da Feelin' - Dizzee Rascal
• Respect Me - Dizzee Rascal
• Everywhere - Dizzee Rascal
• Stop Dat - Dizzee Rascal
• Temptation - Dizzee Rascal
• Suk My Dick - Dizzee Rascal
• Showtime - Dizzee Rascal
• Scream (ft. Pepper) - Dizzee Rascal
• Pussyole (Old Skool) - Dizzee Rascal
• Jezebel - Dizzee Rascal
• Bonkers - Dizzee Rascal
• Holiday - Dizzee Rascal
• Flyin' - Dizzee Rascal
• Fickle - Dizzee Rascal
• Do It - Dizzee Rascal
• Dance Wiv Me - Dizzee Rascal
• Cut 'Em Off - Dizzee Rascal
• Bubbles - Dizzee Rascal
• Wot U On? - Dizzee Rascal
• Learn - Dizzee Rascal
• Vexed - Dizzee Rascal
• Stand Up Tall - Dizzee Rascal
• Sittin' Here - Dizzee Rascal
• Seems 2 Be - Dizzee Rascal
• Round We Go - Dizzee Rascal
• Paranoid - Dizzee Rascal
• Knock Knock - Dizzee Rascal
• Jezzabel - Dizzee Rascal
• Imagine - Dizzee Rascal
• I Luv U - Dizzee Rascal
• Hold Ya Mouf - Dizzee Rascal
• Graftin' - Dizzee Rascal
• Get By - Dizzee Rascal
• Flex - Dizzee Rascal
• Fix Up, Look Sharp - Dizzee Rascal
• Brand New Day - Dizzee Rascal
• 2 Far - Dizzee Rascal

I'm not gunna pull this off man without signing the dots
This is too sensible for me man
How u gunna have a dream come true ?
I used to dream about crazy little things like fame,
In the days hanging round outside the off licence,
We used to run around the steets reckless with no shame,
Mainly up to no good a whole world would ask us,
And when the girls would walk by we would try to catch their eye,
And if they didnt show face we would act immature,
Had a thing for south and hackney girls since i was a kid,
A couple of west girls on my radar i was raw,
And i was dead sure that i knew it all,
The whole world got my attitude i nearly blew it all,
I find it a real big struggle gettin through ot all,
I swear i didn't wanna listen cos i sure didn't care,
Not knowing for reality that i'd have to prepare,
Cos money don't grow on no stick, well its rare,
Me and boy was still looking less and less the lick,
Plus i was growing up, life was looking as a scare
I like the talky talky happy talk,
Talk about things you like to do,
You got to have a dream,
If you don't have a dream,
How you gunna have a dream come true
I used to love music it was like my hidden hobbie,
But i couldn't get on on local radio back then,
So i went to north london and trot to tottenham to be precise,
And got some air time on heat fm,
And then it esculated i was getting ratings here and there,
And carried on untill eventually i was everywhere,
I started doing all the hot spots ministry ceasers palace p area time and envy,
I did the grim and the glam,
I done the poor and the posh,
I didnt hang around i wanted my money in a rush,
Mind frame in the studio at this stage,
No time to chat i didnt wanna n-gage,
I found myself a new hustle it was beautiful,
A none like the one before a bit more suitable,
The more challenging it got the more i thought it,
Made an album over 100,000 people bought it
Thank you
To all the youngers cotchin on the staires in the flats,
With the superstar sockalings Beckham in the making,
U can go far if you put your mind to it,
Your a star, dont wait to be told, just do it,
Try to keep school in your plans dont be worrying about your mans,
They'll be there in the end if they're real, if they aint,
Dont be making no effort to impress cos you'll find out where you are just do what you feel,
Young babymother i got your back aswell,
Young babyfathers hold it down for your girl,
I aint trying to preach but for what its worth,
Back is the next generation planet earth,
Big shout to the world cos i've been all around,
And when im gone im always thinking about my home town,
Im from the LDN theres no forgetting that,
And the big UK i stay reppin that
You love that

Ah you got me,
I love you,
It's not a love ting right now,
Cuz if you love me i just love you too
Or it just ain't den
I'll love you,love you,love you
Love you like oyu love me too.
(Background music)
Ain't no love ting here,
Its just one big cycle here.
Ain't no friendship here,
Its just one big cycle here.
Round, Round, Round we go
Round, Round, Round we go
Round, Round, Round we go
If you love me let me know.
Round, Round, Round we go
Round, Round, Round we go
Round, Round, Round we go
If you love me let me know
Dizzee Rascal yo,
She use to love him,
He use to love her,
She use to kiss him,
He use to hug her.
Call it deep love,
or puppy love,
Dey bunked off skool.
now theres no flame
Thing's ain't the same,
looks like she changed
thinks its sum game
hes left in the rain,
tryin to pwoi blame
took for a fool.

At the tone please record your message
At the tone please record your message
At the tone please record your message
At the tone please record your message
I don't wanna screw
but nothin aint new
I'll educate your whole crew when i come through
And you know its true
So what you gonna do?
You aint got the foggiest aint got a clue
Got a little fame Yea i got game
Get my way with your dame just on my name
All i gotta say, get out the way
Dizzee Rascal's hot like summer bay
And i hit MC's like croquet
If a boy pet then a boy must pay
You can start answer on a lay lay
Please feel free you can bring it any day
Anyway get wet like perry-ay
Better hope theres a ambulance on the way
OK if you wanna fight just say
We uppercut MC's like sugar Ray
Hot like Cairo, hot like Mars
But i want houses and i want cars
So i spit verses and i spit bars
I dont care what they say man i aint play
Hot like lava hot like hell
Move to your sister move to your girl
Charmane Cheriline or Chantelle
You better hide your wife, protect her well
Killer insticnt, insticntive killer
Run dear life cant get no bigger
Young guns flapping their guns with no fear
Females, money and guns its all here
Top shotters big cats street gats
Bent coppers aim for your knee caps
Some pay a visit to jail without bail
Some stay on top of the game without fail
Its live O (live O)
Its live O (live O)
Its live O (ah)
Look
Skank out (skank out)
Skank out (skank out)
Skank out (skank out)
And jump about
See-Saw margerie door
Guess who sneaked in through the back door?
Born with a hacksaw through a trap door
Dizzee got a cheek and not much more
Whats that voilence whats that war?
Put him in a head lock see if hes raw
I cause arms thats on the dance floor
Set trend set standard set score
Spin that bottle, nah dash that bottle
Talk tough but you aint got no bottle
Get strangled get hold get throttled
Dizzee come old skool like ??
Blue bottle flying about with six holes
Ice dry hockey stick brake collar bones
We check girls with broken holes
Big battys big breasts light skin toes
Its live O (live O)
Its live O (live O)
Its live O (ah)
Look
Skank out (skank out)
Skank out (skank out)
Skank out (skank out)
And jump about
Didnt wanna listen didnt wanna care
Left that boy in a gutter somewhere
Wanna talk Livo O wanna talk rare
I make you wish you were born else where
I gota wash that girl out my hair
Shes old news everyones been there
No were not equal no were not fair
That girls innocent she gets air
That MC's a boubt
Tell him i said it and i said it real loud
Going on rowdy going on row
That boy tried me that boy failed
Sorry pardon what?
Could of got brought up could of got shot
Gun man get gun down on the spot
Whos hot whos a bad boy whos not?
Its live O (live O)
Its live O (live O)
Its live O (ah)
Look
Skank out (skank out)
Skank out (skank out)
Skank out (skank out)
And jump about

Dizzy Rascal Jus a Rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal
Yo London stand up tall
Stress on the brain , complain too da fool
Stress on the brain complain too da max
I'm gonna search for big money stacks , top tens and platinum whacks
Ain't got no need for a chain of a chaks.
I'm a rude boi I aint gotta relax
I got this game in my head like dax
Got this game in my hand, be cool
Ill stop a bull , make a boi relax
Ill take teeth for the money and jaks
We make money off album tracks
Come on ill face it , lets all face facts
You may be some handsome chaps
What's that , but I'm invisible to all
Foolish fakish cats , Roll Deep will have some of that
Jus another brain complain to da max
Jus another brain complain to da low
Gotta get money , got get a lot of ho
No less than a G for the show
Aint got no buff or ill hang dudes who think I hang wit da low
I get round all ways in a go , I get round all ways in a rush
I wont eva hush , drinking beer make my lot lush
When I come to the crotch with crush , never chat shit , talk shit get flushed
I talk tough cuz life's been rough
gritty , shitty life aint been to pretty far from buff
so im off to el the good stuff
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal
Definitely I hustle blad , definitely I grind
You can try anything you wont I definitely don't mind
Definitely got my ting , I definitely know your face
So don't jump out your promo, definitely put you in your place
Definitely I hustle blad , definitely I graft
So you can chat anything you wont , cuz ill definitely will jus laugh
Definitely got my swords , definitely got them sharp
So don't keep talking like you bright ,k cuz it definitely will get dark
Listen , definitely I hustle blad , definitely I fly , so you can chat anything you want ,
ill definitely jus sigh
Definitely know im real , definitely no you aint
So don't try being no devil , cuz I definitely aint no saint
Definitely I hustle blad , definitely win
So you keep taking this for a joke , and I definitely will just grin
Definitely could of herd , definitely couldn't know
Don't talk like your on top , ill definitely leave you bellow
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal
He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal
Bug roll ya , so stay low , I might have to get live o
And ya don't need the stress as I grow so jus sit like im hot like a kettle, you might get
scolded or burnt up , but I guarantee the fed wont turn up , hang it up , yo u must give it up
like a bitch go fetch ya makeup , im street wise hang with the phat guys so spectize make the
whole crew capsize slap guys when I talk walk past I wrestle guys wont no take downs so no
lives when I pour true there is no clear sky's , jackass kindnapped that guys capped that guys
replaced with gaz,
(hi pussy hole , im coming for you yeah , remember rude boy im coming for you yeah , any
where I see you im gonna lift off ya face with chat yeah you're a pussy hole , go fuck your
mum as well all right , go fuck ya mum yeah , where all waiting to blow you brain ,
you fink that your all bad , you aint bad blad , pussying out , pussying out for three weeks.

Hype talk
Inside outside
Ra ra ra
Too many man talk nuff' bla bla
Talk like Dizzee aint got a tempa'
Hit em' wit da force like sky walker
Inside outside
Ra ra ra
Too many man talk nuff' bla bla
Talk like Dizzee aint got a tempa'
Yo! Look!
Dillan's on a hype now
I see you doin' quite alright
I see your video da other night
How did he get a record deal
Chattin' like he's super-real
I see you roam around market
On Saturday there you go
Better Dillan days standin' in da park
What's da word on da street
Did he really slap her?!?
Is true Wiley skipped da country left him?!?
Did he punch Mega in da face for tryin' to test him?!?
I know he won a mercury award and brought it back to da estate
I know some broad's in da manner hate and frequently debate
Da way he makes moves
How's he steppin' is he reppin'
Cause dey know he goes to Hackney
And dey wonder what he's getting'
Plus I know he had dat Wall St. gat
Da other day I see him leavin' Natalie's flat
He used to work dat south girl
Da mouthy one
What's his name's cousin
Still I know a couple girls are on it
I could name a dozen
But he aint no player
He be getting' all da gash
Cause now dey know he's got a little
Cash and a stash
Dat will keep him looking' pretty for da future in a flash
But little do dey know he's only looking' for da lash
Cause Dillan's on a hype now!
Got his face on his tee-shirt name on his trainers da edieah!!!
He got a new era cap wit his logo
My bredrin's saw him tryin' on tracksuits in soho
I'm buyin' jackets from Benenni in LA
I heard he went to broadway
Limo drive him through Queens
Is he livin' out his dream is he ballin' be truthful
Cause he aint sittin' on da wall like he used to
He was on a far tip at one point
He used to peel on Volvo to take da flows to Bethal Green
Next thing I hear him on da pirate radio scene
He used to do deja writ an evil flavour
Bought records off target and mix an a-Dub
Then worked his way to A list
It's funny cause da older's used to dismiss
Dey never for a second anticipated this
Not guts no glory
Dillan took a risk took da piss now
Fella's wanna act negative
and reminisce on days when Dillan weren't all so crystal
Dey know Dillan put da game on a twist and
Dillan's on a hype now!!!
Worldwide interviews and business trips
Invitations to premiers and new flicks
And all da chicks got his name on their lips
But couple gunman kinda got him on da brain
And also da couples wanna put him on frame
Dey're constantly watchin' so he better maintain
But he's getting' major money so he can't complain!
Inside outside
Ra ra ra
Too many man talk nuff' bla bla
Talk like Dizzee aint got a tempa'
Hit em' wit da force like sky walker
Inside outside
Ra ra ra
Too many man talk nuff' bla bla
Talk like Dizzee aint got a tempa'

Dizzee talking
So what you thinkin bout london city aye, Wachu fink u kna ?
Big ben tells the time
Background â-east London, ghetto, west London, ghetto, north London ,ghetto south London....x2
Im the london hustler a golden grind, grind. Young hustlers we graft all the time dawn or dark,
non stop UK wot.
Yo as a hustle in the city for a paper stack lord knows i got the devil on ma back
Its a cold world l gotta stay on track, dogg eat dogg others gain if you lack in the LDN where i learnt to atract
calm that i can show u where its at first things first get a block n a flat next up get a black
hoodie n a hat livin in the big brothers camera view keep i eye out 4 the boys in blue. straight 5
years gettin caught thats you, sittin in the cell still wondering who couldnt keep quiet now u on a diet mash potato,coley flower and stu. pissed off with not alot to do and the word on the street dont ever seem new and non ov it dont eva seem tru endless hype who do u believe
n will it ever relieve the lonleyness at night .. remain disived if your convinced it might u know full well the streets are like a few more merks a couple more ranges other than that not alot else changes.
chorus
Sky looks grey in
London city we stay graftin cos were gritty
*hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,
Sky looks grey
London city wish they graftin cos were gritty
*hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,
I used to roll money up against the wall didn't ever wanna play hopscotch, well im clinical
parkin life cos im dark in the white mans cotch and i bin doin this since Tamagotch IGI show anyboy in my face invadin my space ill bring it on sta, bring it on sta, WATCH!
by the end of the hours on the clock i'll end your days u'll think im crazed when i give u the midnight rock
end of sentence...full stop.
Now what you gonna say about that il put all your plans on lock,make you put all your mans on the spot,im totally everything that your not,im totally mad,you've lost the plot to even consider getting me got, carried off to a hospital block in shock on the table, ready to operate never mate, I dictate and delegate whos
heavyweight im king of the ring make moves in any state LDN we do our thing
Sky looks grey in
London city we stay graftin cos were gritty
*hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,
Sky looks grey
London city wish they graftin cos were gritty
*hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,
Damn right yeh
young hustlers london city stand up
ama show u its gritty out ere
ye man serious...
I swear 2 u it int all teacups (nar man)
like Up in bukanam place (nar man)
Ima show you how gritty it is out here(yeh man)
Serious
U gonna kno
U gonna understand
Its dizzee rascal solo
Im ere wot
Ghetto uk stand up

Yo, I dunno, marga man here. with the raskitdizzee rascal
Yo, walkin thru the club doors, betta make space, make way, make some more
And all the girlsthinks she det, don't know she stinks of sweat
It's marga man, Introducin live on stage in front of you
My bredrin Dizzee Rascal
As I get past the boucers, walk thru the dancefloor, onto the stage I'm glancin
Bin blessed tonite with the sight, seein all these beautiful beanies dancin
I'm usually placed infront of a crowd who push up their face and stare, and just stand
But thank god tonite its a totally different affair
I'm so excited and delight almost feel to take my hat off
To these beanies who excite me by the way they shake their back off. It's amazin
The way you lower and rise yourself again
Yo its amazin! I feel to pick up the mic and vouch for them
You know we got girls in the north, girls in the south
Girls in the east, girls in the west
Big batties, big breast, so much gash no tym to rest
Straight to the ting, no tym to caress
We don't settle for less, shines we don't settle for less
No long ting coz we don't like stress
Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right
Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right
Cho! (rasclart!) we're havin it tonite
This big bumper slapped me in the eye (gyal made me cry)
It's so crazy, got some hot chicks and this old lady
It's so gravy, its so orange, man these girls are tick like porridge
Excuse me, we're gonna have to get rid of you
Why?
You're here, but ur bumper's still in the queue
Qui ya! Cho! Girls all over England
Knighted whips of states of kingdom
WHERE?
Swing them breast tonite, then individually left and right
Coz you see tonite, I'm gonna be a gallice, and have bare girls smoking ma chalice
YOU KNOW WHAT IM SAYING
Fight your nuts, me I'm trying to fuck YEAH
You know we got girls in the north, girls in the south
Girls in the east, girls in the west
Big batties, big breast, so much gash no tym to rest
Straight to the ting, no tym to caress
Sex, we don't settle for less, shines we don't settle for less
No long ting coz we don't like stress
Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right
Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right
Yo, whats all the rampin and pettin about
I could giving you the fitness, wetting you out
Gimme one chance, we can dance, under the seats, cardiovascular sweatin you out
No escape, no letting you out
Not not rape, not at all, jus workin you out
I got ma hands on ur hips, cause fits, like hard low, cocking you out, rockin you out
Give a shout, give a scream, now I know ur keen, I come clean
But I maintain, skips from ur pussy lips insane
It's the word to use for when I penetrate
Cause mass hysteria and pleasure pain
Next best high to cocaine, but I can offer you triple the buzz
I'll call ma cuz, we can go again
You know we got girls in the north, girls in the south
Girls in the east, girls in the west
Big batties, big breast, so much gash no tym to rest
Straight to the ting, no tym to caress
Sex, we don't settle for less, shines we don't settle for less
No long ting coz we don't like stress
Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right
Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night

Yeah
What up man, what are ya this week?
He thinks he's rough, and he's always got a screw-face
He's stush and he thinks he's heavy
I've heard, I've heard it all man
Same thing, same shit
I can't believe it
I'm just being me
I work... I'm not doing cos I got the money or cos I'm famous
This is what I was, you get me?
[Dizzee Rascal]
You can say I'm too rude, you can say I think I'm heavy
You can say I think I'm all that, I've heard it all already
You can say I think I'm rough, you can say you can't wait
Till the day you meet me face to face and swear to set me straight
You can say I sound swag, you can say I'm overrated
You can slag me off to every female I've ever dated
You can say I'm kinda meek, you can say I'm just a prick
Just say you what you want and what you will but say it quick
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Cos I'm flyin, I ain't got time
You must makin moves, why you watchin mine?
You got so much to say about my grime
You must be UP THERE, I see you up there
[Dizzee Rascal]
You can I'm arrogant, you should probably say I'm vain
You can say my head swole since I see a little fame
You can say I left the hood, my success was a mistake
You can say I'm under pressure, you can say I'm bound to break
You can never say I'm fake, cos I always keep it real
You can say "so wot?" I can say "so chill"
You can say I'm too cheeky, you can say I make you sick
Just say what you want and what you will but say it quick
[Chorus]
[Dizzee Rascal]
Fellas acting bitchy lately quite unsurprisingly
They would love to cut my face but they just cock their eyes at me
Like little ladies would you wish you could express yourself
But violent silences from ya, stops ya so keep your feelings stealth
And wondering if I'm gonna laugh I'm saying don't worry
I weren't invited here, I ain't leavin in a hurry
So any preconceptions that you've got of me, forget them
Please don't let em, confuse you -- I'm gully
And rude, and blatant, no time, in a hurry, impatient
Don't make no more inquiries, fuck you is my only statement
The only answer I'm about to give you:
Fuck you and whoever came with you
Fuck them and anybody related, fuck about get me frustrated
Cos I ain't the type to hype and rare
Hope I scare em, make 'em fear me
I'm pretty certain you're not near me
There's no need for that
I'm taking time, away from the pen and pad and grime serious grime
Leave the microphone alone, strap and spray some verses with the 9
[Chorus]
[Dizzee Rascal]
Rasci... won't change for no one, ever
I'm me, I've been me
Dapper, rapper, jacker, whateva
I don't play, swear to you

Face
Yo,
Let's talk about over-excited brehs on the road,
[Break all street], honour every code
Can't get a real name for themselves,
Living off reflected glory,
Living off face
[said he knows slimzee ,maxwell, gods gift, said he knows plake, said he knows ace.]
Claims he's tight wiv mega man, cool with romeo cousin of kaish,
said he knows neeko breder hypes, said he had lunch at lethals place
Backstage with the nasty crew
I ask them to get out of my face,
He looks at my face,
I look for a way to move him clear from out of my face
But I leave him there
Hope to the face receiving air
Get a [light] late night phone call,
Pissed cos' it's one past Business hours
And the [?] number don't look local
This is why I don't answer the phone
Twenty missed calls in total,
Plus 8 voicemails and about 14 text messages
People can't take hints and messages,
And the message is leave me alone
People got a problem,
[act like]I can make [dubplates] for them,
So they can look [good and tell tales]
its All jiggy and we look like pals
so i can b the next big star in their phonebook
you look like the real top bois when the
[...]look
Disgrace and listen to the face
Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate
[Karma] face
Let's talk about face,
Let's talk about money
Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate
[Karma] face
Let's talk about face,
So many faithful stars I've got to deal with
Smiling just for the sake of God knows what
They think or wonder what prognosis they link to my global interest
[...?]
Any place where they're not,
Can I get a little space or what?
All complaints aside because I appreciate my love
I know you feel the vibe,
I understand what it takes to swallow your pride
and give a boy ratings and [props]
But I believe that's where it stops,
Maybe a hug or a cuddle [at tops]
But please don't congregate all around me
[grind] Intoxicate and surround me
Just for the face
Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate
[Karma] face
Let's talk about face,
Let's talk about money
Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate
[Karma] face
Let's talk about face,
[...?]
on the Go like no other
Looks like wifey material but shes a ho undercover
She aint the type of girl you should take home to your mother
You [twanged her,] banged her now you're almost certain that you love her
shes known for that that disease moves through nearly all the MCs
{high for the hype, in it for the face]Blatently off your cheese,
[lil kim mentality,face similar] to Alicia Keys
She says she wants to breathe
You're telling her hey you're begging her please

[Verse 1:]
I got shit I wanna share with you
Couple things explaining reasons why I can't be there with you
Back in the day we parred and thought we'd never split paths
Didn't see no definite ending to the madness and the laughs
Never thought I would pack in the jackin' for something more solid
I ain't changed, I just found a better way to steer my knowledge
Running around hype and criminal antics fed me for a while
But studio gave me a lot more creative style
And took me to another world beyond the estate
Some kind of haven from the beef and some of the stress, mate
I wouldn't call it no escape, the roads are in my heart
Making it that more difficult for me to climb the chart (for real)
But it's the sacrifice I made, it's all good, star
Same reason I ain't always in the hood star
I do my thing, you know I'm grafting like I always was
It just ain't quite like it was, simply cause
[Hook:]
There's world outside of the manor and I want you to see it
I can see it [x3]
Can you see it?
There's world outside of the ends and I want you to see it
I can see it [x3]
Can you see it?
There's world outside of the hood and I want you to see it
I can see it [x3]
Can you see it?
There's world outside of the ghetto and I want you to see it
I can see it [x3]
Can you see it?
[Verse 2:]
Money, cars, guns and women most males desire
I gonna stay red-blooded til I expire
Not caught up in the hype, I'm caught up in the scheme of things
Seen a couple of figures but I still dream of things
Like the kind of shit money can't connect me with
Unconditional love I won't regret to give
I'm young, black, rich and ruthless, I swear, star
Still if you need a helping hand you know I'm there, star
I'm from the street, you're from the street, we all done dirt
Now it's time to flip the script, fuck the suffering and the hurt
Cause I've seen the bigger picture, it's all good
There really is a world outside of the hood
[Hook]
[coughing]
I know there's more than this, man
There has to be more than this, man
Nah, there's gotta be more than this, man
Standardly there's gotta be somewhere other than this, man

[Verse 1: Dizze Rascal]
Liar liar, pants on fire, you're not gangsta, you're not street
You just make yourself sound gangsta when you're rapping on the beat
You ain't got yourself in no life-threatening situations yet
You're no dealer, you're not balling, you just get yourself in debt
You're a fan of hip hop, wanking when you hear them rappers talk
Love to sit and listen but we know that you don't walk the walk
What's with all the fake aggression, I can see that it's not true
I know killers, I know gangsters, and they never heard of you
You ain't robbed nobody, shanked nobody, you ain't bust no gun
You ain't seen no ghetto action, who do you think you fooling, son?
You should pull your trousers up, you know it ain't your type of look
You're no playa, you're no pimp, I think that you should read a book
And seckle, find yourself a pretty girl and settle
You know that if it's on that you ain't drawing for no metal
I know them rap songs got you thinking you're some kind of g
Well if that's the case, then que sara and what will be will be
[Hook:]
Where's the G's? Where's the stars?
Where's the whips? Where's the cars?
Where's that cribs? And where's the yards?
Cause all I see is hype
Where's the dough? Where's the cash?
Where's the hoes? Where's the gash?
Where's the blicks? And where's the mash?
Cause all I see is hype
Too many moots on the TV
How many real crooks on the TV?
All I hear is dead hooks on the TV
Being real these days ain't easy
Too many moots on the TV
How many real crooks on the TV?
All I see is bare poop on the TV
Being real these days ain't easy
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Well it's big Bun B and I'm back again, talking that shit on the track again
Too many motherfuckers be lying about selling, buying and trafficking
I'm like really though what's happening, you boys talk about that crack again?
Cause we don't believe you, need more people, y'all might as well just pack it in
Show me the paper you're stacking in, show me the blocks you got on hold
Show me your workers, show me your shooters, lemme see the neighborhood you control
Lemme see if you a boss, and if motherfuckers is scared of you
And if somebody trying to take your shit, let me see what you prepared to do
Are you ready to go to war? Are you ready to shoot to kill?
Are you really gon' man-up or bitch-up? Just tell the truth for real
Are you ready to take a life, walk up to 'em and squeeze the trigger
I don't think so cause you ain't built like that, so just be easy, nigga
Cause you know you ain't 'bout no drama and you know that you really don't want it
So stay the fuck out of the way when them trill-ass niggas is on it
Dizzee Ras and UGK, you know we stay connected
Trill recognize trill, so just respect it and check it
And tell me
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Pimp C]
Where the Benz and where the hoes?
Candy niggas with candy clothes
Where the cocaine? Where the o's?
Where the SoundScan, where the shows?
You's a pimp, bitch, where the track?
Where the diamonds and where the Lac
You say that you that you in hot pursuit
But I ain't never seen you with a prostitute
I got everything I say
Don't believe me, ask Lil' J
On the West ask Ice-T
Fuck good but my dick ain't free
So hood I used to whip the d
Patron and wood when I'm in the B
Sweet Jones, Tony Snow, Percy Mack, Pimp C
Bitch, I got a bunch of names
Getting head in the H.O.V. lane
Getting red, I let my nuts hang
Wear a lot of red but it ain't no gang
Chased by the feds but it ain't no thang
I guess they think I still sell cocaine
92 carrots in my chain
Jumping out a red-candy thing
Never snitch, never tell, get caught up, go back to jail
Before I tell them hoes shit, fuck the law, they can eat my dick
The main niggas that pop the trunk
Go to the pen and get with them punks
Then come home trying to act tough
When they was up there getting fucked in the butt
[Hook]

(Alright Mate)
[Lily:]
So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling
Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to
Cos you havent got it
So you might as well quit
[Dizzee:]
Im moving,
Couldnt be losing
Nothing but a success
Think im proving, nothing
To you half weight wasters
Standing there yap yap yapping on cruising
Nobodys dictates what im choosing
Where I go what I do with my life stupid
And I hold im own im (rasting)
You better watch your tongue you spastic
Allow it, your not heartless
Nothing but alot of hot air your harmless
I keep getting my paper regardless
You words dont phase me im marvelous
Age 22 zero tolerance
And I aint got no time for the nonsense
You wanna see me come to my concerts
Or we can do it on stage with an audience
[Lily:]
So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what!)
Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
Cos you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit (ha ha ha)
[Dizzee:]
Beef, straps, cuts, glory
All these high bredders in the club adore me
I wish when I come through they ignore me
I really cant deal with another war story
Bredders in my face with a fist full of paper
Trying to make out there a big money maker
Talking all loud (something)
And I got time rude boi's see you later
And I cant forget these groupies following
Front and rear and right there hollering
Yeah I know I shouldn't be complaining
But these jezzabelles do my brain in
[Lily:]
I aint no groupie, who you calling jezzabelle?
Dont chat to me like im just any girl.
(allow, security somebody move her)
I dont wanna talk to you anyway loser!
So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what)
Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
Cos you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit (ha ha ha)
That whip dont make you a big man (na m8)
That chain dont make you a big man (na m8)
I know you think your a big man (wat m8)
But really your just a wasteman
That whip don't make you a big man (na m8)
That chain don't make you a big man (na m8)
I know you think your a big man (wat m8)
But really your just a wasteman (ha ha ha)
[Dizzee:]
Let me rap it up while I still got time
Aint nobody telling me about no grime
Now I know where I stand whether im fine
Hand over fist im handling mine
Everybody chattin bout black on black crime
All I see is the blind leading the blind
Try to leave all the pettiness behind
You dont wanna see me cross dat line
Leave me alone or you'll be sorry
Beef aint nothing new to me you wally
Why dont you just kick back be jolly
Stay at home with a cuppa tea watch corrie
Im not listening anyway man
Who rattled your cage anyway man
Aint no slacking with this young man
Do what I gotta do everyday fam
[Lily:]
So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what!)
Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
Cos you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit (ha ha ha)
So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what!)
Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
Cos you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit
So you might as well quit
So you might as well quit
(Ha ha ha ha)

[Hook:]
Cause I've been through madness
'Nuff madness
You can't tell me nothing
And I've done pure badness
'Nuff badness
You can't tell me nothing
And I've had a lot of drama
'Nuff drama
You can't tell me nothing
Just look in my eyes, it's all too clear
But it don't matter, cause I'm still here
[Verse 1:]
D-the-i-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the LDN
I don't wanna hear no talk about streets and all that thug from way back when
Been a bad boy, I'll destroy your joy, gotta toy that'll put that shit to a end
That and I walk the walk cause I talk the talk, you got a problem, step to me then
Otherwise don't pretend, stop, breathe, count to ten
Keep on chatting or get the leng
I stand up tall, I don't bend
So if you got a crew, go get your men
We can meet up, say where and when
I'll be on time like Big Ben
Couldn't ever take me for a speng
And I ain't saying it again
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I like to move it, move it
You want beef prove it
You got a problem, don't excuse it
You got a 9mm, it's your prerogative, use it
You got a temper, lose it
If not just bounce to the music
That's a better choice anyway, choose it
Cause you know that you can't refuse it
Watch the beat, how I bruise it
Wild out and nod your head, stupid
I ain't cupid, no love lost
I get paid in the end whatever the cost
I'm the boss, still work with me
Don't stand looking pretty like Kate Moss
Put your hands up like you couldn't give a toss
Either way you know I'm gonna get my point across
[Hook]
Get me?
I'm still fucking here
I don't give a shit
I don't answer to none of you pussyholes
I live my fucking life, yeah
I live my fucking life
Fuck you
(Oi rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?)
These pussyholes don't want no war
They are just acting, I've seen it before
They are just acting, I've seen it before
(Rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?)
These pussyholes don't want no war
They are just acting, I've seen it before
They are just acting, I've seen it before
[Verse 3:]
Finally, fuck who's listening
The world don't owe me shit and the feeling's mutual
I just wanna be neutral but I ain't no prick
So no, I don't smile when I see you, grin when I greet you
If it weren't business I'd beat you
And I'd rather be a asshole than a pussyhole
You're a bitch and I see through
So fuck you and fuck your ego
Cause I really was a poor little negro
Don't need no chain or a throwback
I'm really from the streets and you know that
But I really would rather be touring
Cause most players on the roads ain't scoring
But now it's Maths & English, I'm focused
And it's Dirtee Stank, so take notice
[Hook]
You can't tell me nothing!
You can't tell me nothing!

[Chorus:]
Blud, when you hear the sirens coming
I can hear the sirens coming
Better run when you hear the sirens coming
I can hear the sirens coming
[Verse 1:]
1 to da 2 to da 3 to da 4
Line my street, knocking at my door
12 black boots on my bedroom floor
What they want with rascal I'm not sure
Took me to the station 8:30
For a fight that I had recently
Say they got me on CCTV
And the black boys told on me
Can't understand why these boys keep snitching
Can't understand why these boys keep bitching
Now I'm hot tempered feel like switching
Can't stand still trigger finger itching
Gotta stay calm, gotta keep my cool
If I go down I'll be a dam fool
Gotta rise up, gotta stand up tall
Can't let em see the end of Dizzee Rascal
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Yo, let's take it back to that old school story telling shit
Get me!
One day I was with my bredwin 'A dot' roaming the streets
On the main road hungry looking for something to eat
Not no burger and no chips that's easily digested
That shit that if your caught, u'll be easing arrested
We was on the robin street I forgot to mention Kate
There was this Breda rolling with us he was scared it was blait,
And he was high
But, back to the story 'A dot' spotted the man
Straight ahead of us in the distance with his wifey holding hands
So we followed him through this little alleyway into the flats
and we thought the time was perfect so we crept up and we attacked
I took the first swing unexpected causing panic
We was ruthless causing agony in public it was tragic
Me and 'A dot' lost the plot, acting like we were from hell
Beat this Breda to the floor beat his wifey up as well
Clayton stood back shaking, wishing that he never came
When from out of nowhere there was Alisha screaming my name
She went my school
She saw it all
To make it worse I'm hearing sirens, I ain't even trying handle
[Chorus x2]
[Bridge:]
I can hear the sirens coming [x2]
I break the law; I will never change [x3]
Step into my soul get your whole face rearranged
[Verse 3:]
See me on the tele but I ain't no actor
Running through the streets brave face it's a jack one
Real day light no shame like a lunatic
Rain, hell, sleet or snow I ain't new to it
Show me what you got betta give it up quickly
Lay them on their back if they try and fight swiftly
Better mind out when they come through the manner man
Keep em on their toes like hammer man
It's no joke man woman and child I'm seeking
See no skets no age im creeping
Anything through the door cold on the wheelers
Duck from the feds and I roll with the Dealers
Smile with your heart and stand on a sentance,
My last day wasn't like Eastenders
Step into my soul get your whole face rearranged
I break the law I will never change

Hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
You need a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
First up, it's important that you keep your shit original
Try and keep that copycat shit to a minimal
People want somethin? that they never heard before
If it's been done, leave it, they don't wanna hear no more
Secondly, here's another clever thing that you can do
Find yourself a good manager who's really got a clue
'Cause there's so many to choose from, they all look the part
But it's difficult to come across the ones that's really smart
And can stand firm and steady when the label's talkin? shit
Will respect, it keeps it gangsta but does everything legit
And dependable, you can trust to handle your biz
And can really make you sure of what the situation is
Next up, find a record label that ain't full of pricks
One that let's you breathe artistically but makes you come with hits
Congratulations now you've got your deal, you're set to go
Lemme fill you in on just a couple things you need to know
You need a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
You need a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
Next up, change your number
Change your phone and change your chip
'Cause there's gonna be a lot of people ringin?, talkin? shit
Whether bredrens wantin? money 'cause now suddenly you're rich
Or some dumb hatin? fassies tryin? to take you for a bitch
Yeah, I know it's minor and you can handle it, it's nothin?
But eventually you're really gonna wanna do somethin?
And that's counter-productive, beefin? over bullshit
You can never stop them dumb bredrens tryin? to bullshit
Plus you're in the limelight, well-paid verbalist
Which leads me onto my next subject, journalists
These are the people that could put your name about
So be careful what you're sayin? when you're talkin? out your mouth
And avoid bein? ignorant, tone down the thug-shit
Come to interviews buzzin?, tone down the drug shit
Keep your eye on the ball, mind on the job
And before you know you'll have the whole world on your knob
You need a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
You need a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
Here's somethin? that I shoulda stressed early on
Don't go spendin? all your money till it's gone
'Cause the taxman's gonna want his paper when it's due
And there's nobody above the taxman especially you
And another thing, buy your house before you buy your car
Don't tell no one where you are, even better if you're far
Everybody knows you're gangsta and that Porsche looks great
But do you really want it sittin? on that council estate?
Differently, watch where you choose to socialize
Keep an eye out for trouble, watch for devils in disguise
And please don't be fooled by no pretty females
Play it safe, never let 'em know your full details
I ain't sayin? be para', I'm just sayin? be sure
You can never know if that bitch will be braggin? what she saw
And aside from makin? money, keep lovin? what you do
I ain't saying nothin? more because the rest is up to you
I got a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?
Take my advice, you'll be ballin?
You need a hardback, stern face
Play your position and know your place
Only move when the money's callin?

One, two.. straight up.
Attack foots, attack monster.
Mtv in the building,
Check it.
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Dont give a damn whos got all that
Dont give a damn whos got whos back
Dont give a damn about no loose chat
I'm a bad boy and im all that
Dont give a damn who thinks there hot
I can tell whos real and whos not
Dont give a damn what tools you got
Sword in ma trousers who wants what
Dont give a damn about bars and clubs
Dont give a damn if you know thugs
Dont give a damn if you sell drugs
Dont give a damns if you are sluts
Dont give a damn how street you are
Dont give a damn how cheap you are
Dont give a damn how deep you are
I'll show you what a chief you are
Coz
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Stand up tall, you fool,
I'm blessed almighty like sunday school
Cold like winter, not cool
Flexed like seamen, im on the ball
So many others with material
How many flex like dizzee rascal
Dont follow any rule, not at all
Keep my eyes wide open clock it all
Cant stop me dont watch me
Black faced cockney, ever so cocky
Trust me, I'm a hustler, dont knock me,
Dont back down, easy step properly
Broad daylight robbery
Ive been a thug, mc's dont bother me
Done with the snobbery
Neighbourhood nuscience
These bros aint forgotten me
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
I like to move it move it
You want me, prove it
You got a problem dont excuse it
You got a 9mm, its a parogative
Use it, your got a temper, lose it
If not just bounce to the music
Thats a better dress anyway choose it
Coz you know that you cant refuse it
Watch the beat how I bruise it
What I like,well nod your head stupid
I ain cupid, no love lost
I get paid at the end what ever the cost
I'm the boss, still work for me
Dont stand lookin pretty like kate moss
Put your hands up like you aint got a choice
I bet you know im gunna get my point across
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Highly fasionable, irrational, international,
Kill the classical, love theatrical, tactical
Keep coming with your hits
Ive smacked them all
I'm not wasteful, im tasteful
Untraceble, but irreplacable
And I aint peaceful,i'm leaful
Entertain for all, but unattainable
No ones door mat,i'll die before that
Ignore that, a war before that,
I'm sure that, I got the game
Ill lock keep score of that
Dizzee rascal on the footsy format
Im gunna go ride with the mahaga
These fake mc's gotta try that
There really on my level with spider
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go

[Hook:]
Sometimes I think the whole world's gone crazy
The shit I see, it don't cease to amaze me
I get baffled everytime I try and suss it
And now I've had enough, so excuse me please, fuck it
[Verse 1:]
Can somebody tell me what this world's about
Can somebody tell me what this life's about
I just can't work it out
No sense, no logic, I can't get a grip of it
I do my best to understand it but I've never got it
I watch the people slug it out and struggle in the system
But the end result's the same whether a Muslim or a Christian
There's so much hate in the world we're fighting, what are we fighting for?
When the rich keep getting richer and the poor keep getting ignored
Lord
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
I took it there and now it's time to take it further
If a policeman kills somebody, is that policeman still a murderer?
He's got a worthy cause, I guess that gives him some immunity
Or is he just another lost soul in our community?
To take a life's a serious thing and only God can judge it
Would he look at it like it's for the safety of the public?
And if you don't wanna pay the price you really shouldn't thug it
I know I am playing with fire but fuck it, I love it
Cause
[Hook x2]
Fuck it, ya get me?
I don't give no...
Is it me?
It must just be me
You know, know what I mean?
There's no point even going through it, man
It is the fuck what it is, I guess
You know what I mean?
Fuck it!
[Verse 3:]
Who's in charge of the stupid place?
I wanna punch his stupid face
Yeah, it ain't right but it's a shame
Gotta be someone I can blame
Someones gotta have answers, someone's written a masterplan
Cause I can't see no sign of God's involvement, this has gotta be man
So much madness in the world
So much evil and confusion
But there's so much good as well
So there's got to be some solution
So that means there must be hope
Maybe room for revolution
So that means there must be hope
Maybe room for revolution
[Hook x2]
Fuck it, ya get me?
Shout to my people out there
Wonderin what it is really all about
I guess we'll never know
Unless you really wanna know
Maths & English, stupid
Yeah!
Dirtee Stank, what!

You know it's that time, cuz
What time is it, man?
Summertime, man
Yo, I love this time of year, man
I love it
Ha-ha!
The girls are out, they're wearing a lot less
No time like summertime, blood
It's all nice, man
It's all lovely
Time to live it up, man
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1:]
Summer in the city such a very special time
If you put aside the traffic, air-pollution and the grime
You'll be pleased to be reminded that the girls are looking fine
And apart from money that's the only thing that's on my mind
Short skirts, belly-tops, fake tans
String-vests with the bra underneath for the mans
Getting hard off of half of a glimpse, I got plans
To be scooping up a couple of buff tings if I can
If I can't then I'm still live
I'll go and check my little yatty by the seaside
Cause I know she's live, plus she's a delight
She gives me hospitality, she treats me right
That's what I need, right?
And if not, I'm on a little mission to Los Angeles
To check my Beverly Hill honey to see if she can handle this
Pimping ain't no easy thing and some of these chicks are scandalous
But I'm a player and I say I gotta be the man for this
I love it!
You won't believe some of the shit I've seen, man
Trust me
Yo, I ain't even gonna go through it
But differently I wanna send out a shout out to all my people out there, yeah
Big shout to the man dem, the ladies
You know you gotta put in your grind if you wanna get what you really want out of life
Trust me, you only get one run
[Verse 2:]
I don't believe in fate
Life is what you make it, make it great
I'm trying to elevate, concentrate on getting my paper straight
Survive the great escape, from the ends I used to congregate
Until I could no longer wait, I had to find a purpose
Otherwise I would've been worthless, making fuss on the estate
Ignorant to what the earth is offering when I should take
Every chance and every opportunity to try and make
Every second and every breath of life something to celebrate
So I've been around the world now, rose to the occasion
Boast different folks, different strokes, black, white and Asian
All these ladies look incredible, still got me gazing
Riding jet-skis and powerboats, feel so amazing
Club-hopping in Ibiza, I've got Pacha on lock
Pull up right outside the entrance in a Hummer, people clock
Then they stop, stare and wonder who I am and who I'm not
I just take it in my stride, but I ain't never felt this hot
And I love it, love it
It's all good man, ya get me?
Yo, you know you gonna catch me out Ibiza again, yeah
I gotta go there again
Get the Hummer out
We're driving down the streets knocking down motorbikes, it's nothing
Turn up at the club
Girls everywhere
It's all vibes though, man
Yo, big shout to my man like Paddy, yeah
Hang tight Shy FX - you done know!
Big up Cajun
Yeah man, I gotta big up the man like Scope
Big shout to T-Power, yeah
Hang tight Alexis, yeah
Yo, Dirtee Skank's the label, man
Maths & English, live by it
London city stand up
It's a UK thing, what

You people respect me, if it kills you
Do it how they didn't, now they really wanna try to do it but im telling them no
Im in a predicament with imitators wanna take my style and other bit of my flow
All this copy cattin on my lyrics that ya chattin betta stop until the gunshot's blow
Do you really want it coz i really wanna give it if you do just let me know
I show arrogance and elegance
But no tolerance for nonsense
I bring violence im a nuisance
Killer M-C leave no evidence
Ive got brains and intelligence
But no conscience no innocence
We roll in the darkened silence
Represent us in any residence
And i swing for your chin with no hesitense
Imma captain ya betta bring your regiments
And your a failure dont have no relevence
Imma champion and a victor prick ya
So not ready so til ya see ya soul
Headed for the golden gates
No really you monkeys are playin with hate
Not guerilla warfare it's the coppers i carry this stick for
Plus ive had enough of these
Lil cheek comin from fake M-C's
Bad minders and skat ladies
Talkin about how it used to be
Well it's a brand new day
So leave me be
I dont need you so dont need me
Your opinion don't interest me
Dont like me thats fine by me
Coz from holly street ta hollywood its all good
From new york ta your cool its all cool
Your a fool if ya think i'm gonna cease
Now honestly could there really be peace
It dont seem that way to tough
Stop with the games i play to rough
Must be smokin to much puff
Divert or be deceased
U.k rapper stabbed in napa
Cause of gossip cause of chatter
He's still breathin he's still a dapper
Retaliate with gun clapper
Truthfully i can't see very well
Dont flatter your self your any girl
Them boy's shoulda said need ta hell
Now prepare for the beast
You people gonna respect me
Better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
(alright verse two)
Ey yo endless speculation im facin
Constant controversial relations
To gun crime at garage events
With so many claims and no evidence
Suggesting im the reason
For the UK gun clap season
Im legal may i stress
To the fool for the sake of
Strident intelligence
Go ahead check my files all day
Bit of criminal damage and T-D-A
Might be a little bit of violent disorder
But i aint never been locked away
Got some mates that have been convicted
Yer so what it's the hand life dealt them
We werent blessed with the systems T-L-C
Government shoulda tried ta help them
Any law breaker aint tryna hide it
As for the sentence aint tryna ride it
Stop that so i could do this
Im legit ya may as well kiss my
A-S-S P-L-E-A-S-E im L-E-G-I-T
You ain't got nothin on me
But to the pricks who think im slack-in
Please dont ever be fooled im pack-in
This is a welcome and its a warning
Please dont ever just think im rappin
You know the score im raw from day
Still dylan the villain from around the way
Feel free to quote anything i say
Please dont ever just think im chattin
People gonna respect me
I better make you respect me
You people gonna respect me if it kills you
I know what your thinkin it's gone to far now innit
Fuck it
If i dont speak whos gonna speak for me
Stand up for myself in this shit
So fuck you
Unapoligetic
Cant be, never have been, wont be a prick

I ain't on a high ting (Nah!!)
Jus out here tryin' to do da right thing
And even though you know I don't mind fightin'
When I will, it's cash money like lightning
You know I.... Gota get that dow!
I ain't rampin'
Gota get that dow!
Damm right
Gota get that dow!
I ain't rampin'
Gota get that dow!
Straight up!
Hot taste, charisma stylee we got plenty
Cruising' in the Porsche I wanna to Bentley
Evidently far from gently eatin' up da road
We act immaturely in a hurry to be old
Infact we'll leave you poorly catch a beatin' like a cold
Go ahead profile and flex like you're big, bad and bold
Go ahead go round your next to get hit, had and showed
Stay out the paper chase
Floppy fella's fold
Neglect da rules, expect da codes, follow the guide lines
Life's been ugly so far but these are fine times
I write below the belt I bust average fine rhymes
I always want to be a star my city or the sands
I try not to be stupid with my fame
But constantly I sense fassies bein' clever wiv my name
Indirectly call my name like they're callin' my bluff
So sadly I often sense the need to get rough.
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, I'm all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, It's all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, I'm all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, so move over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
Fulla strife, that's life
Deal wiv how bad it is
Reminisce, reflect, revise on how bad it coulda been
Abuse time and find out how mad it is
Time waits for nobody handle your biz
Extortionists would love to man-handle this
I'm ignorant, refuse to understand what extortion is
Jack me and get what? Jack me and get where?
Get zilch times zero, times nofin' plus air!
Yea I'm way beyond care
Hate me or love me try not to stare
Your thoughts and your opinions try not to share
I show interest on an occasion that is rare
Plus I ain't in the hype, I'm above it and I cause it
Can't put a stop to da track but I compose it
So play your role
Act tuff put on your show
I'll let da ratchet be your audience
Bullets will applaud it!!!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, I'm all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, It's all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, I'm all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, so move over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
My name is Dizzee Dizz
I handle my biz
My spreaders talkin' gangsta don't know what a gangsta is
(Tut) They ain't ready yet, I don't claim a set
But if you test I'll leave you wiv something you will regret
I'm 5'10", slim, chocolate skin
I'll punch you in your nostrils, I'll punch you in your chin
But I ain't mad I'm a lovely lad
I'll give you the loveliest beatin' that you've ever had
Rude boy, home boy better chill
You know I don't watch no face cause I'm real
I don't care if your sick I don't care if your I'll
My foot will add a nice frill to your ice-grill!
Son dun-duddy I don't find shit funny
If you ever try and go against the flow of my money
Word is bun, what's really good I'm really hood
Take this song as a caution you really should
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, I'm all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, It's all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, I'm all over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
I'm here, there, I'm everywhere
I can't be seen, so move over
Ya nah wat I mean!?!
Try copy we, hit her wit da G, condo energy
Lyrical tank, lyrical pedigree
Basterd or wee on girl Emily
How bad they wanna try copy we?
Hit em' wit da G, condo energy
Lyrical tank, lyrical pedigree
Dizzee Rascal from the big LD!
Hey Yo!
Do ya hear me?
Hey Yo!
Do ya hear me?
Gota get that dow
Gota get that dow
Gota get that dow
Hey Yo!

Stop Dat!!!
Stop dat
Start dat
Get dat, wah?!?
Been der done dat had dat, wah?!?
He's gonna knock you out, take dat, wah?!?
Rude mouth, loud mouth watch dat, wah?!?
Pretty girl, buff girl
Doggy, dat, wah!?!
Dizzee Rascal's on da format, wah!?!
Bad manners get a backslap, wah?!?
I call da shots like top cat, wah?!?
Track and stack whores done dat, wah?!?
Come a rude boy come prove dat, wah?!?
Boy in da corner, I'm dat, wah?!?
Loose school lyrical bow-cat, wah?!?
Best friend, sole mate, wats dat?, wah?!?
Girlfriend, wifey done dat! , wah?!?
You can't know me, know dat! wah?!?
Dedication to show dat! wah?!?
Chuckin' MC's like stones
Bad boy forever like Sean Puffy Combs
Inside, outside runnin all zones
Set trend, get girls like Tom Jones
Brake bones, brake your house, wifey's home,
yes wifey don't leave me alone
Dat boy's arrogant send for da chrome
Come bare-foot like Fred Flinstone
You got a big gun?
Come bring it out
Butterfly-knife come along fling it out
we could jus do it old school Swing it out
I suggest you best start winging out
Who's dat? Wat's dat boy in my eye?
Yea man, quick man, start spreadin out!
Kidnapped, takin rascal's hideout
Cold sweat, tie you up, get burnt out!
Yeaoooooh!!!
Boys, girls start movin'
Come on, Girls, boys start movin'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright boys, girls start your ting'
Come on, Girls, boys start your ting'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright boys, girls start movin'
Come on, Girls, boys start movin'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright boys, girls start your ting'
Come on, Girls, boys start your ting'
Alright don't stop, don't stop, till it's hurtin'
Come on don't stop, don't stop, till your bleedin'
Alright!
Got a screw face all night all day
Screw face kids brothers aren't paid
Screw face means kid why you waste away
Screw face means get out my way
Screw face means you don't know me,
what you lookin at what's your beef?!?
Screw face means I'm not havin it
Screw face means I'm not a chief
Screw face means I'm not happy right now
Dat's why no smile was used
Screw face means I'm not pleased
Screw face means I'm not amused
Screw face means I jus wanna walk not talk
Screw face means I jus wanna leave
When I act off, aint my screw face, gimme space
Screw face means let me breathe!
I got sick flows
Make an MC have to walk on his tip-toes
Life aint always nice
That's hoe shit goes
You know we're goin on black
Cause we're black crows
And I cant be seen wit these sick hoes
We're bustin us mic till your chick goes
You are not, not gonna be
Till we kick toes
Your girl's the same as all
Bimbo's, freak's and nimpho's
I got an idea, make dough on the spot
I mean right here
Lock your girls up in for da whole year
You can bring drama cause I don't know fear
I'm violent, feels so clear
Move to the mic Mc's are like oh dear
Some try catchin me but they're not nere
Not ever, not now, or not here way too hot here
Look, yo girls, ladies
do da butterfly, shake your battie low,
shake your battie high
don't ask me who, where, when or why
Wanna see a battie raise high to da sky
Look, yo girls, ladies
do da butterfly, shake your battie low,
shake your battie high
don't ask me who, where, when or why

Gotta keep my head above water
Gotta stay head-strong, keep rolling on
No point getting caught in the hype is long
Like I don't know right from wrong
So I gotta be real, nothing to prove
I'm still big in the hood, I feel so in control
I'm chill, no one ain't knocking off dill
So I stay top on the bill
I'm the main event, the headliner
Went from jungle DJ to rhymer
Never thought I would be the big timer
But I still par it like, yo, it's a minor
'Cause I still rep my ends, still check my friends
Can I keep it up? I guess, it all depends
If I can keep my mind right, don't get tempted
By the limelight, I think I'll be alright
Temptation leads you like your naughty mate
The one that used to get you in bother
The one you can never bring yourself to hate
Can't avoid the temptation
But I know, I gotta change my ways
And keep my nose clean, gotta fix up
Take a look at my life 'cause I ain't sixteen
And I ain't no boy, ain't no kid
The world ain't flat and the picture's big
Certain things that I gotta get rid
And a whole lot more that I gotta get with
So I gotta stay and roam on my own
Gotta move on, I can't stay at home
'Cause I know what's there is all the same
Crack, cocaine and ghetto fame
Cold hard cash and a bit of a name
And I've see it all, so I need a change
Lost too many brethrens to the game
And you could say temptation's to blame
Temptation leads you like your naughty mate
The one that used to get you in bother
The one you can never bring yourself to hate
Temptation leads you like your naughty friends
We used to be tight, me and my naughty friends
Caused pure madness in the ends, I mean day and night
We robbed, we stole, we loved to fight
Smoking, drinking, joyriding, drugs, thugs, not law-abiding
Reckless youngsters, no direction, no sign of correction
But then I switched it up, changed my ways
Got in the area like, "Oh my days"
But not my naughty friends, they're not fazed
Can't believe that this music pays
See no reason why we can't do
All the things that we've always done
Still in my heart I know that's just wrong
But it's hard to fight the temptation, son
Temptation leads you like your naughty mate
The one that used to get you in bother
The one you can never bring yourself to hate

My hat is low, my trousers too
And people say that I'm too rude
But I don't care 'cause I'm the shit
So you can all just suk my dick
Just suk my dick
When I was a kid I had a chip up on my shoulder
It ain't getting better even though I'm getting older
People get offended by the way I talk so freely
Pushing up their face and acting funny when they see me
But I'm raggo, damn it, so I say fuck it
If you don't like the way I do my thing then you can suk it
I really don't give a shit, I really don't care for your approval
I'm a fucking G, I'll carry on doing my shit as usual 'cause
My hat is low, my trousers too
And people say that I'm too rude
But I don't care 'cause I'm the shit
So you can all just suk my dick
Just suk my dick, just suk my dick
My dick, like this
Just suk my dick
My dick, my dick, my dick
You know I mean, man?
I'm just trying to be me, man
I'm just trying to be free, man
Whagwan man, let me be, man
What's the problem? You hear me?
I don't apologize for nothing
I try to act right, I try to be polite
But I can't take no shite, you best believe I might
Just punch you in your moosh, I war like Georgy Bush
No need to keep it stush, it's best if you just shush
And stay out of my way 'cause I don't wanna play
Sorry, what did you say? Alright whatever, mate
I don't give a shit who likes it, I don't give a shit who don't
Don't tell me to change my fucking attitude because I won't
My hat is low, my trousers too
And people say that I'm too rude
But I don't care 'cause I'm the shit
So you can all just suk my dick
Just suk my dick
Bingo, I got the lingo, come through your window
Starr like Ringo, beef, chat 'bout? I'm involved
Keep near danger like Penfold
Dylan, Lincoln estate, man
Yeah, I'm straight, man
Every thing's great, man
Talk low it, can't shake, man
Why bother, wait, man
Come and take man, waisman
Come and get me
Killers respect me
You can't sweat me
I'm the one like Jet Li
So come check me
Who wanna wet me?
Fuck that, suk someone
On a dumb one, I'll touch someone
Try and test Raskit, what a bum bum
Rudeboy, I don't care about no one
My hat is low, my trousers too
And people say that I'm too rude
But I don't care 'cause I'm the shit
So you can all just suk my dick
Just suk my dick
Just suk my dick
My dick, my dick
Just suk my dick

This journey starts six years ago in a run down housin' estate
In bow East London, south east UK, was a young man
Lets call this young man, Ray
Frustrated wiv bein' around the way would say, "I'm bored"
Until one day gathered up some change
And in exchange got turntables off Tony
Not only, were they whack, they were wooden
But he took 'em 'cos it was a bargain and it was a good'en
And he said to himself, "Who wouldn't?"
Why not, then he took a little trot to DJ Targets squat
Stood outside the door and knocked
Asked what jungle records you got?
Must be somethin' you wanna get shot, of, blot
Din't buy beats, he ready to quit, gave him the whole lot
Then Ray had little click, they were hot
Young gun soldiers but it all flopped
Still it didn't make Ray wanna give up the fight
Ray jus picked up the mic, would write, lyrics while excluded
No gifts and glamor included
Like crime for money, dough, crime pays, didn't ya know?
Even though Ray come across slow
Broke shit down, brung another new flow
Made beats in the back room
Teacher gave him a new spare time
Then they got a little bit o'radio airtime
1:00 A.M. till 3, be in school by 9
This was clearly a positive sign
Learnin' 'bout beats, breaks and bars
Didn't chat about champagne and cars
More concerned wiv you know, the grime
Made it a touch difficult to shine
Among these so called underground stars
Some resented him thus presentin' him with pure dumbness like retards
It didn't matter, Ray would say, "Okay, I'm gonna be a real star one day"
Went through dramas along the way
But he stood firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas along the way
But he stoof firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas along the way
Let's take a look at Ray today, today, today

[Dizzee Rascal]
Today's the greatest day of my life
Today they're gonna know I'm a star
They better know I ain't having a bar
I'm gonna take it to the next level foot on the pedal
I'm goin for the gold medal got my hand on my heart
And I swear down I'm gonna go hard
Until I'm dearly departed
I'm so excited
I think it's bout time I had a little celebration and you're all invited
I couldn't give a damn not even the slightest
My swags on point and my flows the tightest
I'll never sell my soul God helped me write this
Plus I know what a fight is
I been through the struggle
In and out of trouble
Couple of close calls
But you can't hear the pain anymore in my vocals
It ain't even because of the Pro Tools
In total I feel so complete with life its sweet
You gotta Scream
[Pepper]
Scream it from your heart
Feel it from your soul
Scream it from your heart
If you mean it
Feel it from your heart
Scream it from your soul
Feel it from your heart
If you need it
[Dizzee Rascal - Verse 2]
I feel like Rocky on the steps
I coulda drowned in the blood and the sweat
But instead I show the world I don't pet
A world wide athletic champion on deck
Nobody can't mess with my rep
Nah I'm a seasoned vet
And I'm the best I'm as good as it gets
I'm the champion now
So I don't care who they call next
I've earned my respect
Now they're loving the way I flex
Run up in the offices they're writing a major cheque
So it doesn't matter about the butterflies in my solar plex
Never the nervous wreck
Cool and calm
Keep sharp and focused and stay out of harm
Plus I can't be rocked
You know I'm far too hot to be given the drop
Stay better then I'm never gonna give up the top spot
I'm keeping the spot locked
I'm throwing the keys now everybody sing with me
Scream
Scream it from your heart
Feel it from your soul
Scream it from your heart
If you mean it (scream)
Feel it from your heart
Scream it from your soul
Feel it from your heart
If you need it
Haaaaaahaaaa ahhhhh
Haaaaaahaaaa ahhhhh
[Verse 3]
Boy it's lonely at the top
But it's overcrowded at the bottom
And where I come from's overly rotten
I'm from the east side I ain't forgotten
But it's bigger than that
World wide peoples livin is wack
It's bigger than grime and bigger than rap
People living in crap
No fresh water out of the tap
Plus they're being attacked what kinda living is that
Look anywhere in the map
Too many young boys stuck in the trap
Too many young boys running round strapped
Ready to clap
Too many young girls fall in the gap
They're fallin for chat from dumb cats that need to fall back
Think about life cause there ain't no re run
No DVD no second season
When you're the future flame maybe you could be one
Till then let chorus be sung

Rudeboy, don't watch that
'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that
And if it's on top, you know I got that
Come through with a big baseball bat
Like blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Blood, don't make me get old skool
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him
Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole
He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole
That's that bredder always frontin' like he's strong
Sneaky fake fuck always runnin' to his brother when it's on
Hardly backs the beef, last one swingin'
First one runnin', makin' up stories, he's a chief
Bringin' bredders to the ends, actin' up
Puttin' on a show, tryin' talk funny to his friends
But he's really not a don, they know it
And you know it, so something must be seriously wrong
'Cause you're parrin', his mum calls you darlin'
But his brother has got you shottin' with no way of stoppin'
I heard you both had beef with an older brer
You took a spark and he just stood there
Now that boy's a pussy'ole, say it ain't true
It started because of him and ended with you
And that's the kind of shit that's gonna continue
But I guess it don't matter if that's what you're into
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him
Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole
He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole
The sun the biggest star in the sky
But naturally it's gotta make room for the moon every night
Everything's got its time limit, even relationships
Everything's sunny when the friendship's tight
A friend in need is a friend indeed
But a friend with no money and no weed
Can flip the script at a ridiculous speed
And make a best friend an ex-friend for the P
A couple of years ago in my road youth days
I was into pirate radio, I guess it was a phase
There was this one particular MC man
Was a older in my ends and I thought he was the don
So I started rollin' with him kind of like a little brother
My cousin used to say he was a pussy undercover
I didn't think that it was nothin' more than jealousy
But I wish I would've listened every time he told me
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him
Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole
He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole
You must be a pussy'ole
Pussy'ole, pussy'ole
Pussy'ole, pussy'ole
Stay away from them pussy'oles, you can have it all
Live endlessly, tremendous, forever ball
Stand up for something or for anything you'll fall
But differently, know when not to lose your cool
'Cause it ain't what you show, it's what you're concealin'
Put a smile on the deepest negative feelin'
Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'
Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin'
Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin'
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He's a pussy'ole, he's a chief, leave him
Stop rollin' with that bredder, you don't need him
He ain't got your back, if it's beef leave him
Why you rollin' with that pussy'ole?
Movin' with that pussy'ole?
You know that he's a pussy'ole
I showed you he's a pussy'ole
He's always been a pussy'ole
So he'll always be a pussy'ole
But you're still with that pussy'ole

Yo, look, look, look
They call her jezebel
you might find her in your neigbourhood
Always in some shit
Up to no good
constant boastin' braging to her friends
Juiced every boy in the ends
Gettin' outta school
She would turant every day
Always on the link
Different boy every day
Missed mathematics she was doing acrobatics
But not gym class
She was gettin' doggy fast
Yo, they call her jezebel
Friends call her sket behind her back
She never knew the clock
She was born of track
Tight top short skirt thinks she's to nice
Hates love but she's been deep in twice
Pass with, whoe can't keep her legs closed
Always on the creep
Now she's in too deep
Now she face's neglect, abuse and rape
man said that he'd kill her
if she tryed to escape
[Chorus]
Whats your name?
I've seen you about
I think your tromp (Boom ting)
I really hope your not a grim
I really hope your not a jezzy, jezzy
Where you from?
Hot stuff (Buff ting)
I really hope your not a grim
I really hope your not a jezzy, jezzy
I've seen you around
I think your tromp (Boom ting)
I really hope your not a grim
I really hope your not a jezzy, jezzy
Where you from?
Hot stuff (Boom ting)
I really hope your not grim
I really hope your not a jezebel
You might find her at a house rave
For the fith time
She's gettin' whind from behind
Had a bit of drink
So she's acting kinda slow
She came with Natasha
But she's leavin with Joe
Ricky loves jezzy but jezzy loves willy
Ricky means well but Ricky aint got a thing
Joe's got a name
And jezzy loves fame
She wants a man to show
So it's all about Joe
They call her jezebel
On her way to get wocked out
Get battery
And get kicked out
Jezzy werent expecting more then before
What could she say
She just did it anyway
Messed up caught a kinda STD
Gonorrhoea, Herpes, no VD
Left bitter, left angry, left vex
But still loves sex
Passed it on to the next
[Chorus]
Pretty but
Aint got a brain
Got no shame
Got juiced on the train
Went from daddy's little girl
To daddy's heart attack
House reck a side
She could never go back
Raised in the church
Not knowing anything
then Learned about boys
Ruined every thing
Aged 16
She was never full grown
She was in a family
Now she's got one of her own
Two kids
Even worse
Two little girls
Two more of her
Thats two jezebel's
Two fatherless kids
One single mum
No longer young
But the boys still come
Yo, wishin' she could take it back to the old school
And make better choice's
Oh what a fool
But all by her side
But she wonder man
Only if she was six years younger

I wake up everyday it's a daydream
Everythin' in my life ain't what it seems
I wake up just to go back to sleep
I act real shallow but I'm in too deep
And all I care about is sex and violence
A heavy bass line is my kind of silence
Everybody says that I gotta get a grip
But I let sanity give me the slip
Some people think I'm bonkers
But I just think I'm free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Some people pay for thrills
But I get mine for free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Bonkers
I wake up everyday it's a daydream
Everythin' in my life ain't what it seems
I wake up just to go back to sleep
I act real shallow but I'm in too deep
And all I care about is sex and violence
A heavy bass line is my kind of silence
Everybody says that I got to get a grip
But I let sanity give me the slip
Bonkers
Some people think I'm bonkers
But I just think I'm free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Some people pay for thrills
But I get mine for free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Mmm, yeah, I'm back in the floor now
I wake up everyday it's a daydream
Everythin' in my life ain't what it seems
I wake up just to go back to sleep
I act real shallow but I'm in too deep
And all I care about is sex and violence
A heavy bass line is my kind of silence
Everybody says that I got to get a grip
But I let sanity give me the slip
Bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon
Some people think I'm bonkers
But I just think I'm free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Some people pay for thrills
But I get mine for free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Bonkers
I wake up everyday it's a daydream
Everythin' in my life ain't what it seems
I wake up just to go back to sleep
I act real shallow but I'm in too deep
And all I care about is sex and violence
A heavy bass line is my kind of silence
Everybody says that I got to get a grip
But I let sanity give me the slip
Bonkers
Some people think I'm bonkers
But I just think I'm free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Some people pay for thrills
But I get mine for free
Man, I'm just livin' my life
There's nothin' crazy about me
Mmm, yeah, I'm back in the floor now
Mmm, yeah, I'm back in the floor now
Mmm, yeah, I'm back in the floor now
Mmm, yeah, I'm back in the floor now

Get your passport and your bikini
You need a holiday, come, see me
I know you're tired of the same old scenery
And I could change all that so easily
Don't worry 'bout a thing, girl, take a chance
I'll take you to the south of France
Like Cannes, if anybody can, I can
We can go shopping in Milan
I just hope you understand, I hope you see it clear
It really don't matter how far or near
'Cause there's no distance that can stop my persistence
Just a few days of the year
Plus I've got clout, so let's ride out
We ain't gotta fly, we can just drive that
We can have a rave or we can hide out
And won't tell nobody, let them find out
If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away
Drive away, get away
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away
Drive away, take a holiday
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
Don't watch my passport photo
I know I look a bit loco
And I know that my Spanish is so-so
But let's try keep that on the low-low
'Cause we're going Ibiza
I've got friends that really wanna meet ya
With champagne and a whole lot of love
It's all good, darling, a Blue Marlin will please ya
And I'll never let your belly get empty
Even when your belly's full you're still sexy
We can ride speed boats, we can ride jet skis
I'll show you the time of your life if you let me
I just want to put a smile on your pretty face
If I didn't it'd just be your pretty waist
So you look like a girl with a bit of taste
So I couldn't take you just any place
If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away
Drive away, get away
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away
Drive away, take a holiday
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
I know you're really busy and I know you've got plans
But are you really too busy for a sun tan?
I ain't talking about walking down the high street
I'm talking about laying on a bright white beach
With a Pina Colada or whatever you'd rather
White wine, that's fine, just get me a lager
Then after we'll take a truck to the night spot
The hot spot, the top spot, party around the clock
And when we get there its strictly VIP
No need for ID, security know me
No waiting in line, no high entry fee
Don't worry about nothing when you're beside me
I'll get you lively and loosen you up
Have a bit of champagne, it'll boost you up
I wanna move you up, I wanna take you away
So have a word, darling, what do you say?
If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away
Drive away, get away
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
If you ain't doing nothing let's fly away
Drive away, take a holiday
We can go to the club or hide away
We can do what you want to, baby
Do what you want to, baby, oh yeah

Yeah
What up man, what are ya this week?
He thinks he's rough, and he's always got a screw-face
He's stush and he thinks he's heavy
I've heard, I've heard it all man
Same thing, same shit
I can't believe it
I'm just being me
I work... I'm not doing cos I got the money or cos I'm famous
This is what I was, you get me?
You can say I'm too rude, you can say I think I'm heavy
You can say I think I'm all that, I've heard it all already
You can say I think I'm rough, you can say you can't wait
Till the day you meet me face to face and swear to set me straight
You can say I sideswipe, you can say I'm overrated
You can slag me off to every female I've ever dated
You can say I'm kinda meek, you can say I'm just a prick
Just say you what you want and what you will but say it quick
Cos I'm flyin, I ain't got time
You must makin moves, why you watchin mine?
You got so much to say about my grime
You must be UP THERE, I see you up there
You can I'm arrogant, you should probably say I'm vain
You can say my head swole since I see a little fame
You can say I left the hood, my success was a mistake
You can say I'm under pressure, you can say I'm bound to break
You can never say I'm fake, cos I always keep it real
You can say "so wot?" I can say "so chill"
You can say I'm too cheeky, you can say I make you sick
Just say what you want and what you will but say it quick
Fellas acting bitchy lately quite unsurprisingly
They would love to cut my face but they just cock their eyes at me
Like little ladies would you wish you could express yourself
But violent silences from ya, stops ya so keep your feelings stealth
And wondering if I'm gonna laugh I'm saying don't worry
I weren't invited here, I ain't leavin in a hurry
So any preconceptions that you've got of me, forget them
Please don't let em, confuse you -- I'm gully
And rude, and blatant, no time, in a hurry, impatient
Don't make no more inquiries, fuck you is my only statement
The only answer I'm about to give you:
Fuck you and whoever came with you
Fuck them and anybody related, fuck if I get me frustrated
Cos I ain't the type to hype and rare
Hope I scare em, make 'em fear me
I'm pretty certain you're not near me
There's no need for that
I'm taking time, away from the ? and ? and grime serious grime
Leave the microphone alone, strap and spray some verses with the 9
Rasci... won't change for no one, ever
I'm me, I've been me
Dapper, rapper, jacker, whateva

Dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Dig, dig, dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Lord knows what I'll fined when I reach rewined
Dig, dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Dig, dig, dig real deep through the depths of my mind
'Coz I dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Lord knowz what I'll find when I reach, reach
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
I fined myself in a pickle is music against fickle
Surrounded by big dogs that I consider lckle
As they crash the particle the other giants
I might apply some knowledge and wait for a ripple
On my shoulder is a tripple
Some love it some hate the idea is hustle and publicly thugging
Squeeze a dollar from a nickle, my outlook feel free to judge it
I'll be damed if you budge it
Got my name on my cheque book, sole trading
I ain't even old ageing, but my question is my soul fading
I'm maintaining, 'coz I can't say I'm slaving but I guess I'm raving
But who's to say I'll make it unless I fake it
And if I overlook myself will it overdo my wealth will it?
This pains staking I got my head aching
Stressed out 'coz I let my money rake in
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
Crossing tribulation as a skip across the nation
High sky playa I seen no limitations
Only God creations and Devil temptations
I see to reap the benifits of my publications
So show me where's the money?
Spare me the congratulations
Forget the industry for goverment and vaccinations
Everybody wanna be ghetto but nobody wanna be poor
All you follow fashion dummys ain't eating no more
You can dirty try to thank me you can start with a cheer
But if you choose to blag I'll take it to the next stair
I couldn't be a fool I keep it gully to the next
Rewind the ripple I demand the collects
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
To all my U.K roll youths
Stick on ya hustle boots, steady on, trudge along
Operation ghetto wrong, in the night come aboard
Find yourself a craft find a set make it strong
Perfect it before ya know it don't respect it
Remember it's your movie, so direct it
Never let nobody tamper with it or correct it
And by any means do what you want to protect it
'Coz there's money to be making, it's a cold world to
Nobody's got there best interest at heart like you
So any obstacle you come across find you away around
But if you feel it can't be found bore straight through
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
'Coz I got so much to say in so little time
In such a short space I got so much to do
But if I can't find away around I'll find away across
And if I can't find away across I'll bore straight through
Dig real deep through the depths of mind
Lord knows what I'll find when I bore staight through
Dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Lord knows what I'll find, bore staight through
Dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Dig, dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Dig, dig, dig real deep through the depths of my mind
Lord knows what I'll find when I rewind
To the years when a teacher couldn't teach
Think back to the days where I couldn't be told
Now its a few years and I feel lost

Ohh...oi it's real out hear
like noone undastands sometimes,
like people can see whats really going on,like people just going mad infront of me u get me
Everyones growing up 2 fast,
friends don't undastand us,adults dont undastand us noone undastands us.
We just live 4 what we do like (it's real)its raskit (YO),shout to all the man dem (YO)i'm reppin i'm trying listen (YO).
Sumtimes i wakeup wishing i can sleep forever,I spend my whole life trying to pull myself together.
Trying to reinsure myself dat i ain't going mad,i got come to a conclusing it's now or never.
Sumtimes i wake up wishing i could sleep for years,I've been through anger pain, blood sweting tears.
You think dat anybody in my possien would be glad (yea u would),quite the oppasite more worrys more fears.
Sumtimes i wake up wishing i could sleep for days,its like im lost in luv im only init coz it payz,I find myself back on
road things are getting bad,more and more i'm going back to my own ways.
Sumtimes i wake up wishing i could sleep for good, and if i had the gutts to end it all belive i would.
Its getting boring always being missrable and sad,S**T i would luv to be palite i really i could.
But lifes impressions always get me down,theres not alot to smile bout so i frown.
And i talk a big whole heap of badness,because my life is a big whole heap of madness.
I've seen alot maybe more than i can take,under pressure everyday trying not to break.(ooohhhh)
But i'll survive because it's wot i do best(get me),i'm a challanger put me to the test.
Sleep tight everything will be alright.
By the end of the will be the day, just pray dat you see it.
Strongly got to be it if you wanna get through it.
Strecth your mind to the limit you can DO IT.
Its almost like i got the world on my shoulders, sumtimes (YO)i struggle,(YO)sumtimes u know im hitting pretty crimes but
we living hard times.
Noone to turn and noone to talk to,lifes like a doorway everybody walk trough.
Everybody talkin but nobodys listening, everyday some new S**T weekout and week in.
All this negativity why you trying to get,all up in my life (RAHH) where did u get that energy.
I don't feel well but u stil bother,you giving me a headache mang u mite aswell clobber me.
Blud lately i've been lonely but u only phone me,when you want a fava then u wonder why i'm moany.
Don't really ask much so i don't owe much, dont recieve alot of luv so i dont show much.
But the little that i'll do i put it in a song for you,handle your bissuness because i do.
Shout to all the younga's,E3 do your thing but i swear to use school.
Get me you come out of it's real out here.(raskits from bow E3,that dizzee rascal from bow E3..yo dont worry).Shout to
everybody still hustling (think i aint got you in mind)make it focus i swear to you,you can do anything (that dizzee
rascal's from bow E3)real.

Ooh Baby.
C'mon, Dance Wiv Me.
What's up darlin'?
I been keeping my eye on your movement
I can't see no room for improvement
Why you all over there in your Jack Jones?
You need to let me get behind your backbone
'Cause I'm the man for the job, let me work it
I won't waste no time, I'll make it worth it
One hundred percent, I'll make it worth it
You got a body to die for, let me work it
Now it's murder on the dance floor
I wanna take this further than the dance floor
I ain't forceful but I'm still hardcore
You're gonna give me everything I ask for
It's not a long ting, you're the boom ting
Maybe more than a hotel room ting
I'll never know if I just walk past
I really wanna dance so I guess I'll just ask
She ain't no hoe
Look at those thighs - It's in her eyes
She's good to go
She can satisfy my mind, body and soul
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
I see you glance at me
That's why I'm asking be
So let's party be
Come and dance with me
If I'm out on my own
Then I can look at you
(Looking at me)
If I'm out on a date
I just shut my eyes
(Then I can't see)
Get away from the bar
Tell your boyfriend, "Hold your jar"
And dance with me
I see you glance at me
That's why I'm asking be
So let's party be
Come and dance with me
Yo, it goes on and on
I see you get excited
Like this is my song
You think I wanna get involved
You are not wrong
'Cause I been waiting for this moment all night long
So I creep, creep creep back to your seat
I got my left eye checking out your scenery
I got my right eye right where it needs to be
No matter how I look at it
You look good to me
Still, I'm looking for the perfect view
The way I see it, that's right next to you
I know you've probably heard it before but still
I love it when you flex like that for real
So don't stop doing what you do when you do it
I just wanna be a part of it when you do it
I'll feel like a wally if I don't pursue it
And I can't go through it
So let's get to it
She ain't no hoe
Look at those thighs - It's in her eyes
She's good to go
She can satisfy my mind, body and soul
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
I see you glance at me
That's why I'm asking be
So let's party be
Come and dance with me
I know you didn't come out to stand and stare
You bought new shoes - and you did up your hair
You made a real effort tonight and it shows
I can tell by your face you don't wanna be alone
'Cause the mood is right and the time is now
And if you can't do it I'll show you how
All you gotta do is get loose, let go
Just throw a couple shapes
Put your skills on show, oh
If I'm out on my own
Then I can look at you
(Looking at me)
If I'm out on a date
I just shut my eyes
(Then I can't see)
Get away from the bar
Tell your boyfriend, "Hold your jar"
And dance with me
I see you glance at me
That's why I'm asking be
So let's party be
Come and dance with me
If I'm out on my own
Then I can look at you
(Looking at me)
If I'm out on a date
I just shut my eyes
(Then I can't see)
Get away from the bar
Tell your boyfriend, "Hold your jar"

Socialize in a crucial sitiation (and negotiate)
I cut em off
Review the situation take part take over
My name is Rasket listen to my flow
I socalize in Hackney or Bow
I wear my trousers ridiculiously low
I love females, money and creps
Im kind of street wise i think that you should know
Your not a bad boy your puttin' on a show
Your talkin'bout creepin' up on Rusko
So keep creep crawlin' cus' im takin' big up steps
My name is Rasket listen to my slang
I socalize with the crew and the gang
Roll utes on the street is where i hang
I'll make you collapse leave gaps in your face
Your in your neighborhood thinkin' that your nang (oh please)
Got your people thinkin' that i'm dang (oh please)
But if you try it ill make a ratchett bang
You could never outplay me im an ace
Im not a smoker but i blaze alot
Sit around puffin' waste my days alot
But i shouldnt waste time couse i aint got alot
Im' just lazy
Im not a ratchett but i bang alot
Got a couple beanies that i slam alot
I make em' happy with my fingers and my hand alot (finger)
Im just crazy
Socialize and negotiate
I cut em off
Review the situation take part take over
There you go again talkin' like a div
Like i cant find out where you live
Take off your latch i dont even need a ratch
My butterfly leave you lookin like a sieve
Met bad boys from every postcode
You could never talk to me about road
Stop dreamin' im your worst nightmare
Im freddy Krueger make the luger explode
There you go again talkin' like a star
Like i cant find out where you are
Kick off your door i ain't got a 4x4
I'll have to settle for a long metal bar
I've met bad boys from every ruff ends
You could never talk to me about skenz (click click)
Talk tuff but you aint sayin' much
I'll chop you up and share you out between your friends
Now some love me some do the opposite
If you feel to move to me please get on with it
Dont know why you feel the need to talk to birds
But talk is dangerous be careful with your words
But remember this i am you
So if you think your real do what you gotta do
On a level your just challengin' yourself
If your feelin' brave go ahead and burn yourself
Socialize and negotiate
I cut em off
Review the situation take part take over
I cut em off, i cut em off

One two, one two, one two, mike, check, check, check
Yeah, one two, yeah, yeah, clear, clear, yeah
I'm a young ragga brother from the LDN
In my Nike Air bubbles and they cost one ten
Got these beanies on my lap and they all want the length
I?m a ghetto superstar, come straight from the ends
And I walk it like I talk it, brother ain't just hype
Making moves for the money everyday and every night
Best to believe I keep it tight, best to believe I'm moving right
Keep my business on the low, you best to believe I'm outta sight
I like money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
I?ll let the champagne splash
Yo, I'm not a gang banger but I'm good with a mash
Make you scratch your head and wonder is he really that flash
But it really doesn't matter 'cause you know I keep it moving
Middle of the dance floor, lean, I'm grooving
Baby cocked her bumper out, you know I gotta wind it
When we leave the club I'm really gonna get behind it
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Brown eyes, five ten, dark skin
I'm Mr. Dizzee Rascal, why you even asking
Undercover lover, girls call me buff ting
But used to keep a Balaclava resting on my chin
And it's the ends here, hustle hustle, bling bing, blow it in
About to hear the fat lady sing
Don't matter what I'm saying, it's the answer within
But life's a jungle, everybody wants to be the king
But it's all right though, I got my eyes on the prize
Money in my draw, bigger picture in my eyes
Hands around my testicles, little finger rising
Every step that I take is a step with precision
I'm precise, precisely why my future's looking nice
The penthouse is lovely, it's a shame about the price
But you only live twice, that's on the real
No matter where I am I'll always be the real deal
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Education starts with discipline, I'm listening
But conversation's kinda muffled since I got rich and tings
Double turn, indirectly spoke, I never heard a thing
Underground or overground, what's the difference? I'm the king
Learnt divine right, it's my hindsight, I see it all
'Cause I ain't that fake to spread my wings and fly, you're a fool
Talking like you're mighty and you're high, but I know you're small
There's no logic in your gossip, just the writings on the wall
Over ignorant, you ain't got it, you just play far
Far from the realist old dog, menace, you're a mark
If you're deep, why you gotta roll fifty to the club, blud?
Who do you think you're fooling with that fake crew love?
The streets don't cater for no long term plan
These roads don't give a damn about any man
I try and show these brothers, they refuse to understand
So I'll just keep doing what I'm doing while I can
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
East side crew, west side crew
North side crew, south side crew
East side crew, west side crew

Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I could'nt be a cheif, money ,money money,
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I could'nt be a cheif i couldnt be a cheif
Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a dappa
Your looking at your jewellery thinking your a dappa
Now your round your way tryin say your a dappa
I'll stop you in your midst with a blitz von clapper
Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a don
Your looking at your air threats thinking your a don
Your in your area with your friends your a don
Ill catch you by yourself make your girl full gone
Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a scopse
Your looking at your half ounce thinking your a scopse
Your always walking round tryin sound like a scopse
But make no mistake your a fake dizzy knows
Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a G
Your looking at your fake watch thinking your a G
I see you stratford rex trying flex like a G
Looking for your gat she was sat next to me
You could be a dappa you could be a don but i dont watch your face i dont care where your from
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won
You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anythin it dnt matter to me
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won
Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a diva
Your at your dressing table thinking your a diva
But steady tryin walk tryin talk like a diva
But now you just wonder and under acheiver
Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a devil
Your looking for a way to cause harm like a devil
Your sitting in your yard talking hard like a devil
Cold bit a gold digger lookin for a medal
Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a swingers
Your getting up your gums to da boys like a swingers
Your chattin to a brare
You dont care your a swingers
Now your on the floor reading war for beginners
Big shout to the girl who thinks its a game
Your always chatting air musta been like a game
You chat the dizzy man rude like a game
Dont make me have to skitz keep
Your lips from my name
You could be a dappa you could be a don but i dont watch your face i dont care where your from
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won
You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anythin itdont matter to me
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won
I heard you gotta a problem with me?
Rude boy listen
Why you tryin make enemies?
Rude boy listen
Go and get your street family
Rude boy listen
Ill be waiting patiently
Rude boy listen
Got stop chattin my name
Rude girl check it
Any little way of getting fame rude girl check it
Me and your man aint the same
Rude girl check it
You aint got no shame rude girl check it
I love girls and
Money money money
I got watched faced
I watched
Money money money
I worked real hard for the
Money money money
And in the paper chase for the
Money money money
Im from the streets of
I couldnt be a cheif
Got girls on my case so
I couldnt be a cheif
If its arms we can meet cos
I couldnt be a cheif
I put u in ur place cos
I couldnt be a cheif
You could be a dappa you could be a don but i dont watch your face i dont care where your from
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won
You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anythin itdnt matter to me
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won

Like who the fuck are you,
Yer, who the fuck are you,
Is it recording yer,
I come direct and i inject,
And im expecting your respect,
I'm a baller, you've been checked,
Im the kinda kid you can't detect on the road,
All out when im about,
I'll put my elbow in your mouth,
Your a fassi, there's no doubt,
I bet my sword will make you shout,
?? to have you hangin from a fence,
Then i'll laugh at your expense,
And maybe chuck you fifty pence,
Snitch you make me switch,
You sound and look just like a bitch,
Whether your poor, or whether your rich,
I'll leave you lying in a ditch,
Cos im from ragged ragol rags,
You aint ragol rags like me,
I'll behave when i emcee,
Raged ragol ragedly,
We easily be the worst,
Bust akademiks first,
Badly who emcee's get akademikly reversed,
I'm akademikly perverse,
I'm akademikly perverted,
Badly who emcee's get akademikly diverted,
Some return really clearly get burn get hurted,
Till they realise they shud hav akademikly hav blurted...
You dont want the beef,
You dont want the grime,
You aint got the guts,
I aint got the time,
But you can come to the manor get jacked,
Come to the manor get killed,
Come to the manor get shot,
Come to the manor get killed,
We call it arms as, arms as,
Go and get your crew,
If you cant back the arms as, who the fuck are you,
We call it arms as, arms as,
Go and get your firm,
If they dont wana listen then we better make 'em learn...
Raised in the gutter i was told i shud fight,
So i create and cause confusion from da left to the right,
I'm sweet as a nut, im doin allrite, cosy im comfortable,
'stead im tryna avoid the sargeant, PC and the constable,
Raised in the gutter i was told i shud pop,
So i creat and cause confusion from the bottom to the top,
I'm doin okay, i'll honestly say, this year i'm flyin thru,
I could easily find myself in jail but i aint tryin too,
I keep it clear and frank,
Relax with the pressure,
I'm dirty and i'm stank,
But aint no body fresher,
My haters make enquiries, make it obvious they care,
When it comes to my location they would love to be aware,
But i could be in the manor, could be overseas,
Could well be definatly making P's,
Could be live at wembley warming up for Jay Z's,
But im definatly certain that you cant see me...
You dont want the beef,
You dont want the grime,
You aint got the guts,
I aint got the time,
But you can come to the manor get jacked,
Come to the manor get killed,
Come to the manor get shot,
Come to the manor get killed,
We call it arms as, arms as,
Go and get your crew,
If you cant back the arms as, who the fuck are you,
We call it arms as, arms as,
Go and get your firm,

I'm showin' you my life more deep than you think
At nites I get a little less sleep than you think
Somethin' keeps me up, I can't even get a wink
And there's no point in tryin', so I lay there and blink
I'm showin' you I feel more stress than you see
But my business is my business and I keep it all to me
I've done a lot of work for you to see me where I be
But lately I sense you don't wanna set me free
And lately there's been controversy around my name
But fuck you 'cuz I ain't playin' your game
My attitude, my language they ain't used to it
But I ain't UK garage so get used to it
'Cuz I was raised an only child
Not a brother not a sis' raised around hate
Not a hug not a kiss before this I was just a failure in the mist
And I made it through the fog, I can't let you take the piss
I don't wanna get vexed and I don't wanna lose my cool
But I ain't gonna let that boy come round try and take me for no fool
I ain't gonna let that boy come round, I'm reachin' for my tool
I ain't gonna let that boy get flash, I'll smash his head on the wall
I don't wanna get vexed and I wanna lose my rag
But I ain't gonna let that boy come round try and take me for no slag
I ain't gonna let that boy come round runnin' his gums, you are mad
Can't be havin' him think I'm fake, I'll make his family sad
I do the fuck what I want that's how I got here
And I'll be damned if I let you fussys interfere
And if I had my way you won't even get near
I don't need your help, do I make myself clear
I know it sounds rude that's because it's meant to be
I try to be the rudest boy in this industry
Ain't two faced and I ain't one to blow
If I don't like you then I'll tell you to your [unverified]
I don't know wot you want, I don't know wot you expect
But if I know you don't ask me for respect
I don't give it easily, I don't give it much
And I ain't got a heart, so don't eva try and talk
All these peeps runnin' round like owe them
But before I got big I didn't even know them
I'll be doin' this for a whole lotta years
And I'll be standin' straight when the smoke clears
I don't wanna get vexed and I don't wanna lose my cool
But I ain't gonna let that boy come round try and take me for no fool
I ain't gonna let that boy come round, I'm reachin' for my tool
I ain't gonna let that boy get flash, I'll smash his head on the wall
I don't wanna get vexed and I wanna lose my rag
But I ain't gonna let that boy come round try and take me for no slag
I ain't gonna let that boy come round runnin' his gums, you are mad
Can't be havin' him think I'm fake, I'll make his family sad
I'm the type of boy that takes the bump wiv the grind
I'm the type of boy to take your girl from behind
I'm the type of boy your girl wants me to be, she told me
I don't act the prettiest 'cuz it don't suit me
You could hurry up and you could even shoot me
But if your girls lettin' off then it's my duty
I ain't tryna keep your wifey truthly
But it ain't my fault your girlfriends a groupie
Be careful what you ask for you could change your mind
And what you lookin' for, you won't like what you find
If you lookin' for the gossip, if your lookin' for the chat
I'll remind you that curiosity killed the cat
Plus you are tellin' lies and they spreadin' like the plague
What else can I do except keep myself made
I don't know why these girls are tryin' to attack me
But I'm a rude boy, I won't let nobody track me
I don't wanna get vexed and I don't wanna lose my cool
But I ain't gonna let that boy come round try and take me for no fool
I ain't gonna let that boy come round, I'm reachin' for my tool
I ain't gonna let that boy get flash, I'll smash his head on the wall
I don't wanna get vexed and I wanna lose my rag
But I ain't gonna let that boy come round try and take me for no slag
I ain't gonna let that boy come round runnin' his gums, you are mad

Stand up tall
Rascit, boy in the corner I still roll deep
Young star gimme the beat and let me prove
London city forever you're not a still creep
Ain't no stoppin' me ever you best move
Live oh ghetto record with no redemption
World wide critics acclaim my big moves
Show time main event you can't beef me
Dizzee Rasc hotter than Nelly I can't lose
East side boy make the paper rise
Never met anything like my safe heart guys
Big up my north west south east types
Every section where my connection lies
East side boy made the crowd go loops
Never had a desire for Chinese zoots
Big up my midland up north troops
Any playas in my face come up with a bruise
Get your backs up backs up back off the wall
Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half hearted give it all
Pull your socks up and stand up tall
Backs up backs up back off the wall
Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half hearted give it all
Pull your socks up and stand up tall
Can`t run the marathon without trainin'
Or stretch the arsehole without strainin'
Too much hype not enough brain in
Whole lotta money little maintainin'
Whole lotta complainin' no plan
Little more no less then ten grand
Blingin' ice sitting nice in your hand
Too much platinum not enough land
East side boy make the paper rise
Never met anythin' like the safe heat guys
Big up my Ireland Scotland types
Every section where my connection lies
East side boy made the crowd go loops
Never had a desire for Chinese zoots
Big up my Europe U.S.A. troops
Any playas in my face come up with a bruise
Get your backs up backs up back off the wall
Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half hearted give it all
Pull your socks up and stand up tall
Backs up backs up back off the wall
Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half hearted give it all
Pull your socks up and stand up tall
To my east side crew, get paper
To my west side crew, get paper
To my south side crew, get paper
I tell da playa hater, see you later
To my north side crew, get paper
To my midlands crew, get paper
To my up north crew, get paper
I tell da playa hater, see you later
Dizzee Rascal the, finest, loudest, dirtiest, grimiest
Most hot dirty stank, London stand up tall
Don't be silly cover your Milli, I'm like Billy
Don't be dumb cover your gun I ain't fun
When I come, I come ere to stun you get bunned
Mid night all day like fight dog fight
You don't really wanna be dizzee I'll get busy
You don't really want me to pop I'll get fizzy
Real fizzy bill up a zoot we smoke whizzy
He knows, she knows we're tough Negroes
Forever ready and I'll be ready forever
You don't wanna try ting, I'll put holes in your leather
So please never ever try try to be clever
I'll be wetting MC's like rainy weather
Too the two faced nigga, screw faced laced in
Get chased 'n' get placed in a bin, getta slicin' batterin' workin'
Dizzy boy don't stop till it's hurtin'
Get your backs up backs up back off the wall
Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half hearted give it all
Pull up your socks up and stand up tall
Backs up, backs up back off the wall
Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half hearted give it all

Roll deep alive, liveO...
I’m just sitting here, I ain’t saying much I just think
And my eyes don’t move left or right they just blink
I think too deep, and I think too long
Plus I think I’m getting weak cos my thoughts are too strong
I’m just sitting here, I aint saying much I just gaze
I’m looking in to space while my CD plays
I gaze quite a lot, in fact I gaze always
And if I blaze, then I just gaze always my days
Cos it’s the same old story, shutters, runners, cats and money stacks
And it’s the same old story, ninja bikes, gun fights and scary nights
And it’s the same old story, window tints and gloves for finger prints
Yeah it’s the same old story, police investigate around the area
Cos it was only yesterday we was playing football in the streets
It was only yesterday none of us could ever come to harm
It was only yesterday life was a touch more sweet
Now I’m sitting here thinking wagwan. (Get me wagwan)
I’m just sitting here, I’m just sitting here, Yo..
I’m just sitting here, yeah I’m just sitting here, yeah
I’m just sitting here, I aint saying much I just watch
I really don’t feel like moving so I cotch
I watch all around, I watch every detail
I watch so hard I’m scared my eyes might fail
I’m just sitting here, I aint saying much I just smile
It’s funny cos I haven’t bust a smile for a while
I’ll smile for a minute, and I’m smiling for an hour
I’m scared cos it’s sweet, but it could turn sour
Cos it’s the same old story, chung intelligent yaps in hospie flats
And it’s the same old story, benefit claims and cheques in false names
And it’s the same old story, students truent, learn the streets fluent
Yeah it’s the same old story, strange, there’s no sign of positive change
Cos it was only yesterday, we was standing firmly on our feet
It was only yesterday, girls were innocent they kept us calm
It was only yesterday, there was less bobbies on the beat
Now I’m sitting here thinking wagwan. (Wagwan, wagwan)
I’m just sitting here, I’m just sitting here, Yo..
I’m just sitting here, yeah I’m just sitting here, yeah
I’m just sitting here I aint saying much I’m just vex (shame)
I seen a lot of bullshit, wondering what’s next
I’m vex at humanity, vex at the earth
I keep getting vex, till I think what’s the worth?
I’m just sitting here, I aint saying much I feel to cry
I’m sitting here depressed and I don’t know why
I try to pull myself together, tell myself fix up
And I keep myself from bawling but my eyes they erupt
Cos it’s the same old story, crazy boys keep getting on my nerves
And it’s the same old story, police don’t give me no peace
Yeah, it’s the same old story, friends slowly drifting from the ends
Yeah, it’s the same old story, I’ve sussed, there’s nobody I can trust
Cos it was only yesterday after school we’d come outside and meet
It was only yesterday, it was all love back then
It was only yesterday, every sunny day was a treat
Now I’m sitting here thinking wagwan. (wagwan wagwan)
I’m just sitting here, I’m just sitting here, Yo..
I’m just sitting here, yeah I’m just sitting here, yeah,

WHO’S DAT, WHO’S DAT, WHO’S DAT
The dope is flying,
OG, pimp hustler, gangster player, hardcore mother fucker,
living today, to be honest
I’m totally and completely on his dick!
And you know this …MAN
It’s the return of Dizzee Rascal,
Dem boy na ready yet, trend make a never set,
Inside outside, inside outside
Stop dat, start dat, get dat
Yo, you know, going on dirty going on stank,
Roll deep on these, put these Mc’s on deep freeze,
Hit these, wit these and rip these,
Come like rusko, come flip these,
So please don’t write with these,
Fearless, angry, sick MC’s,
Don’t like Christine’s or Brittany’s,
Allow us off; I’ll take him with keys,
And this one strictly for pickneys,
Old school afro dry wineys,
Barclays. Halifax, and stick these,
Headless gunshots, you lick these,
Trick these, CID with E,
Touch mike mc’s, drop like freeze,
Player haters get chop like trees,
Come a boy rascal, to a boy miseries,
It seems to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don’t want to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, street life,
So far from clean,
Take his trace, to your aunt Maureen,
Get live, get heard get seen,
Dizzy run tings , like
Keep vigilant, keep on grant,
We chuck grenades at Scotland Yard
Retard gets kick hard real hard
Live get threat to your birthday card
Oh my days what is he like
Dizzee don’t come
Dizzee don’t bust might
World wide web, dot slash eat end,
Dizzee don’t com jack your girlfriend,
Co dot uk and last collar
Deaf kick back slash dot holler
Frank frasier lyrical tank,
Dizzee come fresh going on stank
It seems to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don’t want to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, street life,
Ding dong its on,
Fake mcs want to sing my song,
You want to test hurry up bring it on,
Wanna take me for a mo no that’s wrong,
Hit them with a ge con do,like key do blow,
Leave bullet hole in your moskeno clothes,
Hot like weathery grow, gonna come through the hole
Back, front, inside, out,
Dizzee run a flow to make a boy wile out,
Six foot deep you can never climb out,
I smoke dat weed till my mum finds out,
Front, back, outside, in
Bear folk kids sipping on jing-sing
Love making not doggy styling
In a dark park, when the dark in being
It seems to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don’t want to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, street life,

Aint no love ting here, it's just one big cycle here,
aint no friendship here it's just one big cycle here.
Round, round, round we go
Round, round, round we go
Round, round, round we go
if you love me let me no
Round, round, round we go
Round, round, round we go
Round, round, round we go
if you love me let me no
She used to love him, he used to love her, she used to kiss him, he used to hug her, call it
deep love or puppy love, they bunked off school.
now theres no flame, things aint the same,
look's like shes change, thinks it's some game, he's left in the rain, trying to point blame,
talks for a fool.
She moved on quick, he's still love sick, she's not having it, thinks he's some prick, he won't
believe it, wants it just how it was in school.
He keeps calling, night or morning, break of evening, break of dawning.
he keeps ringing up, she
keeps hanging up, oh what a fool.
She is the best friend, of a ex girlfriend, of a old school friend, who is the close friend, of
this best friend, best friend likes this boy called BLUE.
Best friend loves him, best friend needs him, but the ex girlfriend, of the old school friend,
who is the close friend, of this best friend, likes him too.
So the ex girlfriend, of the old school friend, who is the close friend, of this best friend,
sits with best friend, who by now has slept with BLUE.
Now the ex girlfriend dont want to pre-tend that she aint slept with that boy blue, coz we was a

Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
They wanna rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Sometimes when I'm on my own
And there ain't no one around I feel all alone
Laying in my bed I'm a nervous wreck
And I wind myself up until I'm vexed
Keep telling myself they're out to get me
And I ain't sure who, so I make it up
Come to my own conclusions, I'm crazy
Start thinking up all kinds of stuff
Like, fuck my girl, I know she cheating
That gold-digger bitch just thieving
Act like I don't care but I'm grieving
Start switching up for no reason
Told myself I ain't got no friends
Fuck my people, fuck my ends
No rational fool, I'm low
I'm paranoid, all I know is they wanna
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
They wanna rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
And then I think about beef
Over the years I've had so much grief
Whole lot of drama in and out of East
Won't let anyone take me for a chief
And mans say they got my back
But it's really all just chat
?Cause when it all gets on top
They leave me alone to scrap
And I went to the ends, heard whispers
Old friends chatting ?bout kidnapping
Now, they hurt my pride and ego
I don't care about rap, I'm strapping
But the olders told me, ignore it
?Cause I really ain't got time for it
And the ghetto, I already saw it
I'm in the world now, I gotta explore it
I can't let 'em
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
They wanna rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
No guts, no glory, no get, no gain
No love, no pain, I'm going insane
It's all too much for the brain
I'm so paranoid, I feel strange
And it's so long-range
Been too long, I gotta make some change
Fuck the world, I'd rather take some blame
Or I could just buy a platinum chain
Diamond rings and other shiny things
Maybe the bling'll help me maintain
Or at least that it help to explain
What's my path, am I in the right lane?
Why I feel so left out in the rain?
Why's it hard, it should be simple and plain
All I see when I'm in this game
Everybody wanna
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
They wanna rinse me out, use me up
Cuss me down, fuck me up
Rinse me out, use me up

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

yo look look look,
dey call her jezzebel
u might find her in u're neighberhood
always i some shit
up 2 no good
constent bullshit braggin 2 her friends
juiced evry boy in da ends
get off in da school
she truant every day
always on da link
different boy evry day
missed mathamatics
she was doing acrobatics
but not gym class
she was getting doggied fast
yo, dey call her jezzabel
but friends call her sket behind her back
she never knew da plot
she was born off track
tight top short skirt
thinks she's too nice
hates luv but she's been deep in twice
pass with hoe she can't keep her legs closed
always on da creep now she's in 2 deep
now she faces neglect abuse and rape
man sed dat h'ell killa
if she tries 2 escape
chorus
wots u're name
i've see u about
i think u're choong boom ting
i really hope u're not a grim
i really hope u're not a jezzy, jezzy
where u from hot stuff buff ting
i really hope u're not a grim
i really hope u're not a jezzy
i've seen u about
i think u're choong bommting
ireally hope u're not a grim
i really hope u're not a jezzy
where u from hot stuff buffting
ireally hope u're not a grim
i really hope u're not a jezzabel
u might find her at a house rave
4 da 5th time
she's gettin wind from behind

Imagine if i showed u 1 day i was leavin da hood,
Wud u call me a sell out, wud u say its all good?
Wud u folow if u cud?
Or wud u jus tell me get da hell out?
And imagine if i showed u dat id found another way of gettin dough wiv out doin dirt,
Lets blurt, wud u love me 4 givin u sum hope?
Or ressent me coz ur pride got hurt?
Imagine if we never grew up on a council estate,
An was country manor raised, wiv a spoon in our mouth,
Wud we still b makin fuss about da east an da south?
Wud we shiver at da robberys, murder an da crack?
An thank god dat we didn hav 2 live like dat,
Jus an image on da tv as were comftarbly sat,
Sippin wine room lit by da summer sunshine,
Not a worry in da world as we cash will e chat?
Oblivious 2 how we wud b livin on da flipside,
No experience, not a clue about a ruff ride,
No harrassment, no boy dem on our back side,
Dat'd b amazin still!
But i no u wonder wud it make u any less real?
Wats da current spot ur standin in, offerin,
If u had a better offer wud u go 4 da kill?
Snap out of ur day dream, how do u feel?
Does it all seem worthwhile 4 ya?
Try an put it in perspective,
Retrospective of ur profile an ur honour,
Do u wana hang about or are u a goner?
Come along fink fast, decision time,
Uve been livin in da grime, don u wana climb?
Da ladder of life, da wall of enlightenment,
Or are u lookin 4 da hype an excitement,
Coz deres so much drama in da LDN,
Its kinda hard tryin 2 find legal money 2 spend,
Generation, genocide look possible,
Da rate at which we drew up 4 da sken,
An pretend, dat we dont no who da real enemy is,
Who shud we hold responsible, instead we offend,
A couple square metres of pavement in da endz,

I luv u
III...I..I..I Luv u
I luv I Luv I Luv U
III...I..I..I Luv u
III...I..I..I Luv u
I luv I I I I Luv u
I I I I I Luv u
III...I..I..I Luv u
II Luv u I luv u
I I I I I
I I LLLuv u u u
Yo If that girl know's where you stay thats poor
some whore banging on your door what for
pregnant? what're you talking about this for
fifteen, she's underage thats raw
and against law 5 years or more
and she wants a score and half of a draw
some kind of friend that you try and ignore
that whore got you pinned down to the floor
but its your own fault you said three magic words (i love you)
when thats the one for the birds
when you said that she forgot other boys
its over you better start buying the toys
there was no intention in front of your wife
that she knows this that she's ending your life
its a real shame you got hacked by the whores
its a real shame that kid probably aint yours
That girl' some bitch ya know
she keep calling my phone
she dont leave me alone
she just moan and groan
she just keep ringin me at home
these days i dont answer my phone
That boy' some prick you kna'
all up in my hair
thinks that i care
keeps following me here
keeps following me there
these days i cant go no where
Aint that your girl
Nah it aint my girl
I swear that's your girl
Course it aint my girl
She got juiced up
oh well
She got chatted up
oh well!
I swear thats your man
I aint got no man
You was with that man
He was just ANY man
He got hotted up
oh well
He got whacked up
oh well!
alright, she's a bad girl ima buss doe
captain rusko with a crossbow
she came she got picked off yo
nah its not a love ting, get lost hoe
dizzy rascal come down like snow
with freezing cold flows like moscow
dumb hoe, get me upset, guns blow
bitch, you're not ready for skid row
leap low dizzy rascal dig low
big feet for the force with my big toe
i got no chaps, no chains not much doe
get juiced but you dont get love though
dont slap or you might get a ho-hoe
jambo coming through like rambo
love ting takes two like tango
but she aint my wifey she can go
listen, i like your girl so you better look after your girl
or i might just take your girl and make your girl my girl
switch your girl with michelle
switch michelle with chantelle
play chantelle with shennele
lyrical clientelle but i aint a bow cat, i dont like the smell
im gonna go through a shell and make a boy feel unwell
that girl's from school, that girl's from college
that girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge
that girl gives head, that girl gives shines
that girl gives bj's at all times
she looks decent, she looks fine
but dont talk about wifey she's not mine

Get me
We got a lot to talk bout
Raskit, Godsgift
Oi yo
What you do will come back to you
What you do will come back to you
What you do will come back to you
What you do will come back to you
What you do will come back to you
What you do will come back
Hold your mout' (hold your mout')
Raskit dont give a shit (i mean)
Aint concerned, aint worried, dont mind
But you should watch your lip (i mean)
If you keep chattin in a hurry you'll find
The bottom of a 6 foot pit (i mean)
Dont care what creed, colour or kind
Bullets'll make you sit (i mean)
Make you relax, lay-down, unwind
Raskit dont give a damn (i mean)
Aint that bothered not much, dont care
Catch me if you can (i mean)
Its possible you will get hit with a chair
Talk like your the man (i mean)
If you want beef you'll get a fair share
Dizzee got a masterplan (i mean)
I'm a problem for Antony Blair
Raskit dont have a bar (i mean)
Dont have it from him, her or dem
I'll make a rudeboy say rarr (i mean)
With or without the use of a skeng
Remove you from your car (i mean)
Got a temper, its big like ben
And i dont care who you are (i mean)
Move to your boys, i'll move to your men
Raskit dont waste time (i mean)
Dont hesitate, dont pet, dont ramp
.22, .38, .9 (i mean)
These digits'll leave you stiff like cramp
You wanna test? thats fine (i mean)
You couldnt take Dizzee Rascal for a tramp
If you cross my line (i mean)
I'll leave you colourful, dazed and damp
I dont want beef today
Its not arms today
Lets keep it calm today
Lets be friends
I dont wanna write today
Lets not fight today
I feel alright today
Lets be friends
You've got a problem blud?
Lets solve it blud
Gats and bora's blud
Hold your mout'
Yo, it dont make no sense to me
Why fella's dont wanna act sensibly
You better re-check your identity
You better re-check how you speak
You dont make no sense to me
If i switch i wont act sensibly
I'll make you care intensively
You'll be in a coma for a week
And i really cant come to grips
With how these fellas act just like chicks
But now i retaliate with clips
And now i retaliate with force
You should come to grips
With how you really should watch your lips
You better know we're some lunatics
And that we retaliate, of course
You dont wanna feel the heat from muh (click click)
I roll deep wi' muh (click click)
I'm always on the street wi' muh (click click)
I eat wi' muh (click click)
I sleep wi' muh (click click)
And i can put you 6 foot deep wi' muh (click click)
Chat shit you get beat wi' muh (click click)
Roll straight sound be the street wi' muh (click click)
Try if im never on my feet wi' muh (click click)
I'm only on my feet when i bus' heat (gunshots)
And you just ran outta luck wi' muh (click click)
Say your gonna get fucked up wi' muh (click click)
Gunshots leave bodies bruk wi 'muh (click click)
And i can make the whole place duck wi' muh (click click)
If you dont wanna get stuck wi' muh (click click)
Dont wanna get out the truck wi' muh (click click)
Cause you'll get jacked and gun-but wi' muh (click click)

So what you thinkin bout london city now aye, Who dya city love
West London, South London.
Im the london hustler a golden grind, grind. Young hustlers we graft all the time dawn or dark,
non stop UK walk.
Yo as a hustler in the city before i came to stack lord knows i got the devil on ma back so call
when i gotta stay on track dog e god and i'll stay if u like in the LD and what i done to attract
calm that i can show u where its at first things first get a block n a flat next up get a black
hoodie n a hat livin in the big brothers camera view givin my axe to the boys in blue. straight 5
years gettin caught thats you, sittin in the cell still wonderin who dont keep quiet n keep it on
a diet ask ur self wot bout steve *** not stu. pissed off with not alot to do and the word on the
street dont ever seem new and resistin arrest dont even seem true endless heart who do u believe
n will it ever relieve the lonleyness lets see if u remain convinced on my u know what the
streets are like a few more words a couple more rages other than that not alot else changes.
Sky looks green
London city wish they graftin cos were gritty
*hustle hustle hustle, hustle hustle hustle cos there means
Sky looks green
London city wish they graftin cos were gritty
i used to roll your money up against the wall whenever i played hopscotch, well im clinical
parkin life cos im back in the white mans cotch im bein doin this since papa ? i dont want any
boy in my face invadin my space or bring on star and WATCH!
I'll end your hours on the clock i'll end your days u'll think im crazed when i give u big black
clock end ur sentence...full stop.
Now what you gonna say about gats i kno ur platinum or not ur fought all ur rhymes on spot but
im probably everythin that ur not. Ur totally mad you've lost the plot do u even concider gettin
me gone carried off to a hospital like a shot ontop of a table ? i'll dictate n relagate whos
heavyweight im king on the ring make music instinct u kno i do everythiiin.
Sky looks green
London city wish they graftin cos were gritty
*hustle hustle hustle, hustle hustle hustle cos there means
Sky looks green
London city wish they graftin cos were gritty
Damn right yeh
young hustlers london city stand up
ama show u its gritty out ere
ye man serious...
u beta know you betta understand
its Dizzee Rascal SOLO
IM ERE WOT!
everyone stand up
Dizzee rascal GIZZA BELL!

(feat. Vanya)
[Intro: Dizzee Rascal]
To each n every kind,
(London ghetto, Birmingham ghetto)
Every ghetto frame of mind,
(Manchester ghetto, Newton ghetto)
To each n every kind,
(Leeds ghetto, Liverpool ghetto)
Every ghetto frame of mind,
(UK ghetto, East London ghetto)
To each of every kind,
(North London ghetto, West London ghetto,)
Wiv a ghetto frame of mind,
(South London ghetto)
To each n every kind,
Its rasket, wiv a ghetto frame of mind,
Look yo
[Verse One: Dizzee Rascal]
We grew up in da ghetto, were summer times short
Straight action, you don’t stop for a thought
Most use crime as da way to pay da bills
Da unlucky ones end up gettin’ caught
We grew up in da ghetto, were the goin’ gets rough
Our money’s been around, but it’s neva been enough
Most aint given no choice but to hustle
Sum break down when da goin’ gets tough
Deep in da mind, there’s all kinds of different people
Minorities still struggle to be equal
So many characters, for main tacks
Da good, da bad, da ugly, n da evil
Deep in da manna where da poverty’s visible
There’s not a lot sweet, so most look miserable
Most cave in to da devil, took da wrong path
Sum kept their faith, n still pray for a miracle
Soccer stars emerge from da curb
Up and comin’ MCs struggle to be heard
Boy dem, dey searchin’ for da next jailbird
Fuck, talk, murda n dey live by dey word
Shotters keep da money goin’ round
Kids go astray, most neva get found
I’ve noticed, there’s a ghetto in every town
N da skies are empty, bcuz da stars are on the ground
[Chorus: Vanya]
Sometimes I’m lost, look up at da sky
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still bet by
Sometimes I’m lost, askin’ myself why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still bet by
[Verse Two: Dizzee Rascal]
We grew up in da ghetto, saw real life pain
Real life struggle, wiv real life strain
Real life kiddies, wiv real life guns
N real life muvas loose, real life sons
Gang wars irrupting on da dark floré Seasons,
Beef after beef, jus to be da top geezers,
Big arm slash, hit da Stratford bricks
Ghetto high brudas, gotta maintain reps
What’s dat all about, I ask my self b4 I swing
More time, I’m beefin’ ova any little fing
Beef in any area, region or vacinity,
My ghetto frame of mind, makes me prone to hostility
To mah bredrins locked up, to mah young baby muvas
Each n every creed n colour, ghetto sistas n bruvas
If u know u from da slums, keep reppin’ no doubt
Stay ghetto if u must, just remember to get out
[Chorus: Vanya]
Sometimes I’m lost, look up at da skies
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still bet by
Sometimes I’m lost, askin’ myself why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I still bet by
Sometimes I’m lost, look up at da sky

I wanna see you dip, dip, dip
And let me see you rock, rock, rock
I wind up on ya hip, hip, hip
And never ever stop, stop, stop
I wanna see you dip, dip, dip
And let me see you rock, rock, rock
I wind upon ya hip, hip, hip
And never ever stop, stop, stop
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you move like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you whine like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when I see a pretty girl whining
I can even watch a butters girl grinding
Control the body with great timing
Ain't shy in the dark, there shining
Does somethin? to me when I see her vibes in
Drop it like it?s hot you got my tings rising
So frequent, there's no disguising
What d'you expect? That ain't surprising
These girls get my blood pressure rising
Their wiggling and jiggling, I'm hiding
Checking them back offers so them fighting
So night'cha girls, so exciting
Gotta bit on this, don't wanna get right in
It's better now, widda mandem fighting
Never ever shit, no matter scores rising
S'cuse me, you really gotta say something
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you move like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you whine like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
Gyalfriend, how you whine like that
Beautiful, you look so fine like that
Ain't seen her for a long time like that
You should go t'jail for a crime like that
Buss up the floor, you don't cut no slack
Dancehall king, you're not at all laid back
Make up for what the other girls lack
Look so good you got me going off track
I can't even chat
While my heartbeat's going rat ta tat tat
So serious you got me ill like that
Temperature rising y'know I feel like that
Nah fo'real you could kill like that
Widda Double D, with pure skill like that
I can't get enough, so it's real like that
I'd love it if you flex with Dil like that
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you move like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you whine like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
Okay, all right
Let's dance all night
All right, okay
Let's dance all day
Okay, all right
Let's dance all night
All right, okay
Let's dance all day
Gosh golly, my oh my
Hoping that you ain't looking at any other guy
Your figure is so pleasing to the eye
Especially when you do the bubble or the butterfly
See a bit of sweat dripping down your thigh
But somehow you still stay high an' dry
Gosh, you make a Rude Boy so shy
Got the whole club saying, my oh my
Please don't stop, please don't stop, give it
If not, show me how I gotta get with it
You're the best, I ain't scared to admit it
I swear I care, I won't dare bet with it
What's the deal, you're looking at me like izzit?
But you won't know less you come pay a visit
Life's to short to be cautious, in it
And don't just stand on the edge, come live it
I love it when you flex like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you move like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you whine like that
Slow, fast, up, down, bring it back
I love it when you flex like that

Stupid
Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just
Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just
I got the big beat
I hear the sound
I got the big beat
I get on down
I've heard the gossip from the street to the slammer
They're tryin' to see if Dizzee stays true to his grammer
Being a celebrity don't mean shit to me
Fuck the glitz and glamour, hey I'm with the blicks and gamma
Because they're talking 'bout rushin'
Talk behind my back but to my face they say nothin'
Stand up in the parks, keep a firm, steady stance
Keep the beanies touchin', keep the beanies hot flushin'
Flushin' M.Cs down the loo
If you don't believe me bring your posse, bring your crew
Feel free to hate 'coz I ain't tryin' to be your mate
Be serious you would'nt last a hour in my shoe
It's an Air-Force-One
Trainers by the truck load, trainers by the tonne
Don't be dazed when I catch you by your J's
Chump, best to act like Forest Gump, best to run
Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just
Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just
I got the big beat
I hear the sound
I got the big beat
I get on down
I stay sweet as a nut, sweet like Tropicana
When the hammer hits, your head splits like banana
You're not ready for this girl
You better send your best soldiers, 'coz this is Captain Rosco
More destructive and troublesome than ever
I'll probably be doing this, probably forever
Fellas wanna stop me, they'll probably come together
It's probable they'll stop me, probably never
You top-boy, top-man, or toppa toppa
Come to me with an attitude, come a copper
I'm old school like happy shopper
I fight old school, bring your bat and your chopper
And a first aid kit and some antiseptic
This could get hectic
I'm a done accept it, you got a bright future
Dont let my wrath affect it
Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just
Fix up look sharp
Don't make me pick up with sign get park
Hear the bang, see the spark
Duck down, lay down just
I got the big beat
I hear the sound
I got the big beat
I get on down
Fix up

Looks like i'm loosin friends
There's a lot of hostility in my endz
We used 2 argue, always make other new friends
Now we settle disagreements with the skenz
Looks like i'm loosin mates
There's a lot of hostility near my gates
We used 2 fight wid kids 4rm other estates
Now 8 millimetres settle debates
Looks like i'm loosin sight
Coz i'm lookin at the future, it ain't right
So i look out my window, pray every night
I thank God 4 my friends but they ain't tight
Looks like i'm loosin hope
Coz i climbed dis mountain widout rope
But i know i'm the captain of my boat
So i steadily sail and hope not 2 float
But its a Brand New Day
New opportunities, wot can i say
I plan 2 make my pay
But put sum away 4 an offkey day -
Demand, collect, cash upfront and direct
Pay money, pay respect, don't insult my intellect
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about wot it is rite now
Like fightin 4 anything, anytime
And actin widout a care anywhere
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about wot is rite now
Like backscams, street robbery
Shottas, plottas or HMP
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about wot it is rite now
Pregnant girls who think they luv
Useless mans wid no plans
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about wot it is rite now
Coz negative signs jus keep showin up
Sum of us betta jus start growin up
But its a Brand New Day
New opportunities, wot can i say
I plan 2 make my pay
But put sum away 4 an offkey day -
Demand, collect, cash upfront and direct
Pay money, pay respect, don't insult my intellect -
When i look at my life i can't help but think
Coz i could hav resorted 2 drugs and drink
Everyday was the same as the day b4
We were neva quite sure of wots in store
Everyday i wke up i can't help but feel
I'm certain of life, i mean dis is real
Mouthfuls skippin round my head like dancers
I know its wrong 2 question but i need answers
Da whos, da wots, da hows, da whens, da whys
U can look in my face, u c da pain in my eyes
Tears ready 2 fall like the rain in the skies
But i hope dat i put my feet down and rise
Coz guys wanna test my words
So i can't jus cater 4 2nd and 3rd
Plus i know predators only go 4 the weak
And dats long so i gotta stay strong

You really don't have to do this,
why do people jus ask for things when they dont really want it
they should jus shut up
Uh uh uh uh (whaaat) uh uh (im your fitness instructor) uh uh uh uh
(i jus wanna make my money, you make yours) uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
(it's time for some exercise) uh uh uh (what) uh uh uh uh (make money
or shut up) uh uh uh uh uh
Yo, i don't promote no violence but if that boy gets arrogant O
leave that boy in the basement so,
done with the bat get up jus walk
i'm not a female beater but if that girl gets facety O
slap that girl all hasty cos she might be buff but she's not ruff
i can't believe i'm hearing that boy thinks i'm not dangerous
let me draw his girlfriend home cu tno slack she'll never go back
marriage, love, wife please!
all that talk is stupid plus i don't believe in cupid cos
sometimes mo times everyone 2 times
who do they think they are
U push me too far
LOOK i don't care who you are
NO i'm a super, superstar
who do they think they are
U push me too far
LOOK i don't care who u are
Yo, yo i dont obey no policemen cos they forget they're human uh
get excited quickly but, he aint got a gun i'll kick him and run (tell him)
don't talk to me about roaming cos queen elizabeth dont know me so
how can she control me when i live street and she lives neat
i love raising conscience but there's jus too much violence uh
i can't stand no nonsense uhhh
book me, watch me, hear me, pay me
i've been far too friendly now
everybody wants a favour but i'm not no ones saviour cos
where was you when i was blue?!
Yo, talk in the mike i'll talk neat
talk to your wife i'll talk sweet
talkin tough i'll talk wid my feet
rascals run like red meat
talk act talk rough
talk sexy talk buff
saiatan girls talk rough
talk anything, anywhere, any stuff
yeah we got style, we'll get cash
yeah we got style, we'll make cash
some man talk trash
act funny act flash
bring your bora, bring your mash
get banged, get bashed
we don't care who they are, where they are
if they wanna bring the beef we aint far
I was hot steppin in my nike m sneaker
you didn't know i was an mc beater, defeater
giving the mc a sleeper
i'm in to win fairly i'm not a cheater
i'm starving, hungry ready to eat her
your drinks sweet but my drinks sweeter though
i'm getting stronger bro your getting weaker bro
i came straight from the gutter lay low
i'm a ninja turtle u can't step into my circle
in a sound flash i will hurt you
paper, astor, liverpool
anyone wanna make paper they put they're face on the floor and chew
thats what a want
i wanna true ting a double bed fling with a true ting
wiley, rascal that's the bum ting
gyal wanna bang on my bed
no long ting!
shutup no one can't say nothing ever