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Listen to Hip-Hop/R&B Hits: 2004 featuring Dizzee Rascal
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Listen to Grime Essentials featuring Dizzee Rascal
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Listen to Ep. 27 Boiler Room Playlist featuring Dizzee Rascal
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Programming
John Fairbanks
John Fairbanks
DJ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daryl Nurse
Daryl Nurse
Songwriter
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daryl Nurse
Daryl Nurse
Producer

Lyrics

Stand up tall Raskit, boy in the corner, I still roll deep Young star, gimme the beat and let me prove London city forever, you're not a still creep Ain't no stopping me, never you best move Live-o ghetto record with no redemption Worldwide critics acclaim my big moves Show time, main event, you can't beef me Dizzee Ras hotter than Nelly, I can't lose East side boy make the paper rise Never met anyone like the safeheart guys Big up my North West, South East types Every section where my connection lies East side boy made the crowd go loops Never had a desire for Chinese zoots Big up my midland, up north troops Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Can't run the marathon without trainin' Or stretch the asshole without straining Too much hype, not enough brain In whole lotta money, little maintaining Whole lotta complaining, no plan Little more, no less than ten grand Blingin', ice sitting nice in your hand Too much platinum, not enough land East side boy make the paper rise Neva met anyone like the safeheart guys Big up my Ireland, Scotland types Every section where my connection lies Eastside boy made the crowd go loops Never had a desire for Chinese zoots Big up my Europe, USA troops Anyplace I face cameras and crew Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall To my Eastside crew, get paper To my Westside crew, get paper To my Southside crew, get paper I tell the player hater see you later To my Northside crew, get paper To my Midlands crew, get paper To my Altmore crew, get paper I tell the player hater see you later Dizzee Rascal The loudest, dirtiest Grimiest most hot dirty stank London, stand up tall Don't be silly, cover your milli', I'm like Billy Don't be dumb, cover your gun, I ain't fun When I come, I come here to stun you get bunned Midnight all day like fight, dog fight You don't really wanna be Dizzee, I'll get busy You don't really want me to pop, I'll get fizzy Real fizzy bill up a zoot, we smoke whizzy He knows she knows we're tough negroes Forever ready and I'll be ready forever You don't wanna try ting, I'll put holes in your leather So please never ever try, try to be clever I'll be wetting MCs like rainy weather Too the two-faced nigga screw-faced Laced in get chased an' get placed in a bin Get a slicing batterin' workin' Dizzy boy don't stop 'til it's hurtin Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the young star Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall
Writer(s): Dylan Kwabena Mills, Darryl Nurse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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