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Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal

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Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
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Alright
let’s get it
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I’m that bloody guy that’s right I said it
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And I’ve got good cred it
I ain’t got no soul if I did have a
soul I’ll probably sell it
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I’ll snatch your soul rip
it and shred it
Don’t copy edit
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You catch my flow but you don’t get it
Cos Maybe your slow and pathetic
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So we may as well dead it
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I ain’t got no time for the
too- ing and frowing
Im too- ing and frowing but
where am I going
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I’m going all out not Dippin my toe in
I ain’t writing no speech I
ain’t writing no poem
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Gotta write my will
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I wanna vibe and chill
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I was sitting on tag had to ride still
Fight for my yutes pay all the bills
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And it almost killed me how does it feel now
I’m over the hill and these pricks don’t feel me
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Tell me I’m guilty wicked and filthy
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Put in the work nobody built me
I’ll rise from the dead
Slap myself then hang myself if I ever let one
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of you pussyoles kill me
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I’m Best there is there was
and ever will be
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And I’m still me
Rich nigga I don’t wear no trilby
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You could roll with a diamond tip and
still you still couldn’t drill me
My bars are hard the deliveries silky
How many times did I let let milk me
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How many times have I gotta keep telling
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these dozy pricks I ain’t feelings
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Their in my DM’s all In their feelings
Am to PM what is the meaning
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Crying and screaming
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All on the twitter why you so bitter
Somebody get this
dickhead a snicker
Somebody get this Nigga some liquor
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Either he’s sick or he’s testing his ticker
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Tell him I’m lit I’m too busy to bicker
Look how I’m bopping all skippy
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and chipper
Come like butter wouldn’t melt
Your not a nutter you’re a
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melt
Couldn’t give a fuck
how you felt
Gucci buckle on my belt
I don’t cry I just play
with the cards I’m dealt
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And I’d rather par with myself
Slip past in the car all stealth
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And we all know health is wealth
But I feel like wealth is health
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I hope all my enemies die
You can Save that love thy enemy
shit for somebody else
Hope everything bad in the world just happens
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to you and nobody else
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That’s dread don’t mind what I said
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No one’s dead I’m just
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pulling your leg
It’s all in your head
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Maybe instead of just being a beg
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We could just put it to bed
Shut up and show me the bread
I am not easily lead
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But Blood is so easily shed
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How many rappers gotta die this year
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How many bullshit RIP’s and
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crocodile tears
Everyone want’s that gangster
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shits in the atmosphere
You can feel when a gangsters near
Oh dear oh dear
How did he kill that boy and
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keep his conscience clear
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We’re all living constant fear
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Cost of living Energy crisis
petrol prices
How can I possibly pay for my vices
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Gotta stay positive that’s my ad vice
I got a license to be advising
I’m just thriving I ain’t surviving
No compromising
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Can’t be afraid to get your feet wet
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Gotta just dive in
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I could provide you with a good time
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Or I could provide you with a good hiding
Look how they’re moving like Jo Biden
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Like they forgot I’m that guy
Who kicked down the doors
and let em inside
Fuck your top 3 fuck your top 5
I’m G O A T dead or alive
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You know the vibes
You know the score
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I’m so bored
Encore
We’ve bin here before
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20 years deep
They’ll be 20 years more im
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sure
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