Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

Your average boy or girl on the street might be 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 seat
Shake your fists and your feet

And now Im here, make another thing clear
didnt bun me up enough Im still here
So what was the perpose of your charade
Your little was whack
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 came out helped me sell double
But not dwell on that, it's the least of your troubles

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

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

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

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

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

Abusing your authority you look a fool
You faulty standard, underdog, you know your own
I wearin' certain shoes so you dont think I look right
That's cushdy mate, Im gettin' paid than you tonight

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

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