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Boy in da Corner
by Dizzee Rascal
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Boy in da Corner Lyrics
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- 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,
- I’m just sitting here.
- [Thanks to babiebex@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- Stop Dat!!!
- Stop dat
- Start dat
- Get dat, wah?!?
- Been der done dat had dat, wah?!?
- He's got a Nokia, 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
- [Rave sounds]
- 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
- Wanna see a battie raise high to da sky
- [Thanks to blowdaspeaker@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- [Thanks to ryan_uk_85@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]
- 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
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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
- [CHORUS]
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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
- [Girl:]
- 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
- [Girl:]
- Aint that your girl
- [Dizzee:]
- Nah it aint my girl
- [Girl:]
- I swear that's your girl
- [Dizzee:]
- Course it aint my girl
- [Girl:]
- She got juiced up
- [Dizzee:]
- oh well
- [Girl:]
- She got chatted up
- [Dizzee:]
- oh well!
- I swear thats your man
- [Girl:]
- I aint got no man
- [Dizzee:]
- You was with that man
- [Girl:]
- He was just ANY man
- [Dizzee:]
- He got hotted up
- [Girl:]
- oh well
- [Dizzee:]
- He got whacked up
- [Girl:]
- oh well!
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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
- [CHORUS]
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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
- she got batches, 6 in a line, believe me thats not a good sign
- [CHORUS]
- [Thanks to teresatilley@houston.rr.com for these lyrics]
- 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
- [Chorus:]
- 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 -[x2]
- Demand, collect, cash upfront and direct
- Pay money, pay respect, don't insult my intellect[x2]
- [Verse 2:]
- 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
- [Chorus:]
- 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 -[x2]
- Demand, collect, cash upfront and direct
- Pay money, pay respect, don't insult my intellect -[x2]
- [Verse 3:]
- 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
- Get me !
- [Chorus]
- [Thanks to nicola_louise_51@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- OOOOIII!!
- ha ha ha ha ahaha ahahaha
- yea!
- STTUUUPID!
- [CHORUS]
- Fix up look sharp
- dont make me paint a bitch
- something get dark
- hear the bang, see the spark
- duck down, lay down just (get on down)
- I got the big beat
- I hear the sound
- I got the big beat (Dizzee Rascal!)
- I get on down
- [VERSE 1]
- 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 im with the Blicks and Gamma
- Because they're talking 'bout rushing
- 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 MC's down the loo,
- If you dont believe me bring your posse, bring your crew,
- Feel free to hate cos i ain't tryin-a be your mate,
- Be serious you wouldn't last an hour in my shoes
- It's an Air-Force-One,
- Trainers by the truck load, trainers by the tonne,
- Don't feel dazed when I catch you by your jays,
- Chump, best to act like Forrest Gump, best to run!
- [CHORUS]
- I stay sweet as a nut, sweet like Tropicana,
- When I hammer in your head splits like banana
- Your not ready for this girl,
- You better send your best soldiers, 'cos this is Captain Rascal!
- More destructive and troublesome than ever,
- I'll probably be doing this, probably forever,
- Fellas wanna stop me dont probably come together,
- Its probable they'll stop me, probably never,
- You Topman, Topman, hard toppa toppa,
- Come to me with an attitude, come a cropper,
- 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 shit affect it!
- [CHORUS x2]
- Fix up!
- [Thanks to afrika_shox@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- [Thanks to Chav_03@hotmail.com, itsscream@hotmail.com, wow_kirsty91@hotmail.com, grotbag@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]
- [Chorus]
- Socialize in a crucial sitiation (and negotiate)
- I cut em off[x2]
- Review the situation take part take over[x4]
- 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
- [Chorus]
- Socialize and negotiate
- I cut em off[x2]
- Review the situation take part take over[x4]
- 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
- [Chorus]
- Socialize and negotiate
- I cut em off[x2]
- Review the situation take part take over[x4]
- I cut em off, i cut em off
- Review the situation take part and take over
- [Thanks to harryh2003@msn.com for these lyrics]
- [Chorus:]
- 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
- [Verse 1:]
- 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
- friend of an ex man too. LISTEN...
- [Chorus]
- [Thanks to jodielewis8@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- He's jus a rascal
- He's jus a rascal
- He's jus a rascal, Dizzee Rascal[x4]
- 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 ain't gotta relax
- I got this game in my head like dax
- Got this game in my hand, be cool
- Unstoppable, make a boi relax
- I'll take teeth for the money and jaks
- We make money off album tracks
- Come on I'll face it, let's 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
- Ain't got no buff or I'll 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 won't 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 cause life's been rough
- gritty, shitty life ain't been to pretty far from buff
- so I'm off to the elegant stuff
- He's jus a rascal
- He's jus a rascal
- He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal[x4]
- Definitely I hustle blad, definitely I grind
- You can try anything you want 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 want, 'cause I'll definitely will jus laugh
- Definitely got my swords, definitely got them sharp
- So don't keep talking like you bright, 'cause it definitely will get dark
- Listen, definitely I hustle blad, definitely I fly, so you can chat anything you want,
- I'll definitely jus sigh
- Definitely know I'm real, definitely no you ain't
- So don't try being no devil, 'cause I definitely ain't 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, I'll definitely leave you bellow
- He's jus a rascal
- He's jus a rascal
- He's jus a rascal, Dizzy Rascal[x4]
- 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 I'm hot like a kettle, you might get
- scolded or burnt up, but I guarantee the fed wont turn up, hang it up, yo you must give it up
- like a bitch go fetch ya makeup, I'm street wise hang with the phat guys so spectize make the
- whole crew capsize slap guys when I talk walk past I wrestle guys won't 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, I'm coming for you yeah, remember rude boy I'm coming for you yeah,
- anywhere I see you I'm 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 ain't bad blad, pussying out, pussying out for three weeks.
- Saying you got girls from northend one, what's all that about you shit head, fuck your mum man)
- [Thanks to Ladybabe13@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- [Thanks to devilzdestiny666@hotmail.com, Chav_2004@hotmail.com, longting for correcting these lyrics]
- Yo, look, look, look
- They call her Jezebel
- you might find her in your neighbourhood
- Always in some shit
- Up to no good
- Constant boasting bragging to her friends
- Juiced every boy in the ends
- Didn't finish school
- She would truant 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 plot
- 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 try to escape
- [Chorus]
- Whats your name?
- I've seen you about
- I think your choong (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 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 (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 fifth 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 bling
- Ricky means well but Ricky ain't 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 walked out
- Get battery
- And get kicked out
- Jezzy weren't expecting more then four
- What could she say
- She just did it anyway
- Messed up caught a kinda STD
- Gonorrhea, Herpes, no VD
- Left bitter, left angry, left vex
- But still loves sex
- Passed it on to the next
- [Chorus]
- Pretty but
- Ain't got a brain
- Got no shame
- Got juiced on the train
- Went from daddy's little girl
- To daddy's heart attack
- House wreck a side
- She could never go back
- Raised in the church
- Not knowing anything
- 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 Jezebels
- 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
- Damn
- [Thanks to calcaneus_m_g_r@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- [Thanks to macs@melfrod43.freeserve.co.uk, silva_chiva@hotmail.com, dadeadmanwalking@hotmail.com, crump_yump@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]
- 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
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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, we stick these,
- Endless gunshots, you lick these,
- Trick these, CID with E,
- Touch mic, MC's jump like fleas,
- 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,
- Seems to be DJs 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, thug life, street life,
- So far from clean,
- Take his trace, to your aunt Maureen,
- Get rhymes, get heard get seen,
- Dizzy run tings , like
- Keep vigilant, keep on guard,
- We chuck grenades at Scotland Yard
- Retard gets kick hard real hard
- Leave death threats in your birthday card
- Oh my days what is he like
- Dizzee don't come
- Dizzee don’t bust might
- World wide web, dot slash east 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,
- Seems to be DJs 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, thug 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 mong, that’s wrong,
- Hit them with a ge con do,like key do blow,
- Leave bullet hole in your moskeno clothes,
- Hot like weather, we grow, carry condoms for the hoes
- 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,
- Seems to be DJs 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, thug life, street life,
- I have the feeling that you love me.
- [Thanks to Conman_67@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
- [Thanks to queen.giffardess.69@hotmail.co.uk, chriswest@blueyonder.co.uk for correcting these lyrics]
- [Answerphone Voice:]
- 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
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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
- [Chorus:]
- 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
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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
- [Chorus:]
- 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
- [Dizzee Rascal:]
- 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?
- [Chorus:]
- 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
- Dizzee Rascal you get me?
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