Dizzee Rascal Lyrics
Dizzee Rascal Lyrics
"Knock, Knock Lyrics"
My Carphone's On The Pill Lyrics
My carphone's on the pill, and my girfriend's got call waiting Satan's in the bagels and my toaster's masturbating My computer has hard drive, and my disk is always floppy My Xerox has the runs and it won't stop shitting copies Help me My paper wants some coffee and my mother needs recycling My
My carphone's on the pill, and my girfriend's got call waiting Satan's in the bagels and my toaster's masturbating My computer has hard drive, and my disk is always floppy My Xerox has the runs and it won't stop shitting copies Help me My paper wants some coffee and my mother needs recycling My
KNOCK, KNOCK
(Chorus)
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
Just Another Phase Lyrics
Written by: The Moffatts VERSE # 1 Sit around and watch TV God I hate what I see Lock me up and throw away the key I'll spend my time chugging tea CHANNEL But I can't, it's not fair Think about it, while getting gray hair CHORUS Well it's just another ph
contriversial viewsWritten by: The Moffatts VERSE # 1 Sit around and watch TV God I hate what I see Lock me up and throw away the key I'll spend my time chugging tea CHANNEL But I can't, it's not fair Think about it, while getting gray hair CHORUS Well it's just another ph
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(Overlaps here on previous line)
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 sc
Symhonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium Lyrics
The destroying genius of idols Will shroud the world with utter lies Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis Portraits have spoken their masters distress Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen this Failing Enochian tapestries Depict the prince of fallen virtues In almost poetic rhapsody Mas
ratches, bruises and some painsThe destroying genius of idols Will shroud the world with utter lies Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis Portraits have spoken their masters distress Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen this Failing Enochian tapestries Depict the prince of fallen virtues In almost poetic rhapsody Mas
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
(Chorus)
Eh yo considering
The part I play, the position i'm in 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 t
I Wanna Be Your Light Lyrics
Thanks to Bajo Philip for submitting the lyrics Nothing's promised in this life So I'm thankful that we're here tonight Take my hand and let's look up At the stars We can make them ours I wanna be your light Let me be your light I'll light your way 'cross the Milky Wayhere 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?)
Thats cushdy mate, I’m gettin paid more than you tonight
(Chorus)
Thanks to Bajo Philip for submitting the lyrics Nothing's promised in this life So I'm thankful that we're here tonight Take my hand and let's look up At the stars We can make them ours I wanna be your light Let me be your light I'll light your way 'cross the Milky Way
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?)
Thats cushdy mate, I’m gettin paid more than you tonight
(Chorus)