Alright, mate So you wanna be a gangster Tell me just one thing What you know about bein? a hard man? Your mum buys your bling Your pockets gettin?
please, fuck it Fuck it, ya get me? Shout to my people out there Wonderin' what it is really all about I guess we?ll never know Unless you really wanna know Maths and English
Hardback, stern face Play your position and know your place Only move when the money's callin? Take my advice, you'll be ballin? You need a hardback,
Gotta keep my head above water Gotta stay head-strong, keep rolling on No point getting caught in the hype is long Like I don't know right from wrong
Summer in the city Such a very special time If you put aside the traffic Air pollution and the grime You be pleased to be reminded That the girls are
really from the streets and you know that But I really would rather be touring 'Cause most players on the roads ain't scoring But now it's Maths and English
phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush Brown eyes, five ten, dark skin I'm Mr. Dizzee Rascal
keep my cool If I go jail, I'll be a damn fool Gotta rise up, gotta stand up tall Can't let them see the end of Dizzee Rascal Blud when you hear them
Rinse me out, use me up Cuss me down, fuck me up Rinse me out, use me up Cuss me down, fuck me up They wanna rinse me out, use me up Cuss me down, fuck
Rudeboy, don't watch that 'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that And if it's on top, you know I got that Come through with a big baseball bat Like
My hat is low, my trousers too And people say that I'm too rude But I don't care 'cause I'm the shit So you can all just suk my dick Just suk my dick
I wanna see you dip, dip, dip And let me see you rock, rock, rock I wind up on ya hip, hip, hip And never ever stop, stop, stop I wanna see you dip,
know, you ain't 'bout no drama And you know that you really don't want it So stay the fuck out of the way When them trill-ass niggas is on it Dizzee
I've got shit I wanna share with you Couple things explain the reasons why I can't be there with you Back in the day we both thought we'd never split
done know! Big up Cajun Yeah man, I gotta big up the man like Scope Big shout to T-Power, yeah Hang tight Alexis, yeah Yo, Dirtee Skank's the label, man Maths & English
Got my phone line poppin, all these beanies gotta crush, keep something in my pocket case these fellas try an rush. Brown eyes, five ten, dark skin, Mr Dizzee rascal
I Wanna See You Dip Dip Dip And Let Me See You Rock Rock Rock I Wanna [?] And Never Ever Stop Stop Stop I Wanna See You Dip Dip Dip And Let Me See You
[Hook:] Hard back, stern face Play your position and know your place Only move when the money's calling Take my advice, you'll be balling You need a
