Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

Knock, knock whos there?
who? 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 your parent dont to see on your TV
I nicely, precisely intimadate anyone that I
Refuse to to lose, unlimited contriversial views

Your average boy or girl on the 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 up the heat
you get up and out of your seat
Shake fists and shuffle 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 charade was whack
about hurt me, you should of merked me
I was on a now Im back

Five stab wounds, couple scratches, and some pains
Four half-hearted fassies, four 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 least of troubles

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

Knock, knock whos there?
Jack 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 part I play, the I'm in
You wouldnt for me me to say
I prefer the day to nights where I gotta 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 wanna me
And half of the girls wanna how little they care
By standing right there at the front tryin' to right past me
It depressing thinking 'bout it even more
Knowing Im gonna face the usual hassle at the door

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

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

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

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