Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my beat
And, or familiar with my sound, Im formerly from the
And clear, for a year, Ive been turing up the heat
Made you get up and out of your
Shake your fists and shuffle your

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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