Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

Knock, knock whos Dizzee
Dizzee Ras
And I kick ass, a MC fast
Knock, knock whos Bad
Bad Boy
Im to annoy, take away your joy

Knock, knock whos there?
who? You
You're not with your crew, what you do
Knock, knock there? Big
Big Gun
Point me to the sun, watch your run

Im Dizzee Ras from the big E A S T
Im exactly your parent dont want to see on your TV
I nicely, precisely anyone that I choose
Refuse to to lose, express contriversial views

Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar my beat
And, or familiar with my sound, Im formerly the underground
And it's clear, for a year, Ive been up the heat
you get up and out of your seat
Shake your fists and shuffle your

And now Im here, let's make another thing
They didnt bun me up Im still here
So what was the perpose of little charade
Your little charade was
Just hurt me, you should of merked me
I was on a now Im back

Five stab wounds, couple scratches, bruises and pains
Four half-hearted fassies, poor is no brains
Did it two weeks before my album came out helped me sell
But let's not on that, it's the least of your troubles

Knock, knock there? Dizzee
Dizzee Ras
And I ass, kill a MC fast
Knock, knock whos Bad
Bad Boy
Im here to annoy, take away joy

Knock, knock whos there?
who? You
You're not your crew, what you gunna do
Knock, knock whos Big
Big Gun
Point me to the sun, watch your run

Eh, yo
The I play, the position I'm in
You wouldnt for me me to say
I prefer the day to nights where I gotta turn up and ya
Rip-off, dusty, sweaty, clotter
Where the audience, all faced, and promoters dont want to pay

And half of the boys in the croud blast me
And half of the girls wanna show how little care
By right there at the front tryin' to look right past me
It gets depressing thinking 'bout it more
Knowing that Im face the usual hassle at the door

Because as well as lippy hags, I hate bouncers
I here to rave Im here to get paid, look
You search me up like im any common crook
My names on the man, forget the guest book

Abusing your authority you look a fool
You faulty standard, underdog, you know your own
I ain't certain shoes so you dont think I look right
That's cushdy mate, Im gettin' paid than you tonight

Knock, whos there? Dizzee
who? Ras
And I kick ass, a MC fast
Knock, knock whos Bad
Bad Boy
Im to annoy, take away your joy

Knock, knock whos there?
who? You
You're not your crew, what you gunna do
Knock, whos there? Big
Big Gun
me to the sun, watch your fassy run