Knock, Knock (Explicit)

Knock knock who's there

Dizzee

Dizzee who

Ras Anarchic-arse killer mc force

Knock knock who's there

Bad

Bad who

Boy I'm here to annoy take away your joy

Knock knock who's there

Jak

Jak who

You

You're not wiv your crew what you gonna do

Knock knock who's there

Big

Big who

Gun point me to the sun watch your fassy run

Yo I'm dizzee ras nightmare from the big e a s t

I'm exactly what your parents don't wanna see on your tv

I'm nasty precisely intimidate anyone that I choose

Refuse to lose express unlimited controversial views

Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my beat

And its clear for a year

I've been turnin up the heat made you get up an outta your seat

Shake your fists and shuffle your feet

Lets make another thing clear

They didn't burn me up enough I'm still here

So what was the purpose of your little charade

Your little charade was whack

Just about hurt me you shoulda marked me up on a rampage now I'm back

5 stab wounds couple scratchin bruisin and some

Chains

4 half-hearted fassies 4 borers no brains

Did it two weeks before my album helped me sell double

But lets not dwell on that its the least of your trouble

Hey y'all considerin the part I play the position I'm in

You wouldn't be expectin me to say

I prefer the day to nights when I gotta turn up and play-up

Rip-off dusty sweaty cluttered raves

Where the audience all screw-face and the promoters don't wanna pay

And half o'the boys in the crowd wanna blast me

And half o'the girls wanna show how little they care bout standin right there

At the front tryina look right past me

It gets depressin thinkin bout it even more

Knowin that I'm gonna face the usual hassle at the door

Because as well as lippy hacks I hate *****y bouncers

I ain't ere to rave I'm ere to get paid look

You search me up rough like I'm any common crook

My name's on the flyer man forget the guest book

Abusin your authority you look like a fool

You faulty standard underdog you know you're old skool

I ain't wearin a shirt and shoes so you don't think I look right

But its cush-ty mate I'm gettin paid more than you tonight