Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

Your boy or girl 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 turing up the heat
Made you get up and out of your
Shake fists and shuffle your feet

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

your authority you look like 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 paid more than you tonight

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

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