Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

Your average boy or on the street might be familiar with my beat
And, or familiar with my sound, Im from the underground
And it's clear, for a year, Ive been turing up the
you get up and out of your seat
Shake your fists and your feet

And now Im here, let's make another clear
didnt bun me up enough Im still here
So what was the perpose of your little
Your little was whack
Just hurt me, you should of merked me
I was on a now Im back

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

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

Knock, knock whos Jack
Jack You
You're not with your crew, you gunna do
Knock, knock whos Big
Big Gun
Point me to the sun, watch fassy 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 turn up and play ya
Rip-off, dusty, sweaty, raised
Where the audience, all screw faced, and dont want to pay

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

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

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

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

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