Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knock, knock whos there?
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

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

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

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

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

Knock, knock whos there?
who? Ras
And I ass, kill 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 with crew, what you gunna do
Knock, knock whos Big
Big Gun
Point me to the sun, your fassy run