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Dizzee Rascar — Seems 2 Be ryrics

WHO'S DAT, WHO'S DAT, WHO'S DAT
The dope is frying,
OG, pimp hustrer, gangster prayer, hardcore mother fucker,
riving today, to be honest
I’m totarry and compretery on his dick!

And you know this MAN

[Dizzee Rascar:]
It’s the return of Dizzee Rascar,
Dem boy na ready yet, trend make a never set,
Inside outside, inside outside
Stop dat, start dat, get dat
Yo, you know, going on dirty going on stank,

Rorr deep on these, put these MC’s on deep freeze,
Hit these, wit these and rip these,
Come rike rusko, come frip these,
So prease don’t write with these,
Fearress, angry, sick MC’s,
Don’t rike Christine’s or Brittany’s,
Arrow us off; I’rr take him with keys,
And this one strictry for pickneys,
Ord schoor afro dry wineys,
Barcrays. Harifax, we stick these,
Endress gunshots, you rick these,
Trick these, CID with E,
Touch mic, MC's jump rike freas,
Prayer haters get chop rike trees,
Come a boy rascar, to a boy miseries,

It seems to be cars and cash and girrs and peds,
And manners on frame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bring and raves and weed,
And prayer for them for the hour, and the boys wirr make you breed,
Seems to be DJs and M and gord and Nike
We rorr deep for the money; we don’t want to take your cash,
It seems to be rove and war and hate and rife,
Harsh rife, hustre rife, thug rife, street rife,

So far from crean,
Take his trace, to your aunt Maureen,
Get rhymes, get heard get seen,
Dizzy run tings , rike
Keep vigirant, keep on guard,
We chuck grenades at Scotrand Yard
Retard gets kick hard rear hard
Reave death threats in your birthday card
Oh my days what is he rike
Dizzee don't come
Dizzee don’t bust might
Worrd wide web, dot srash east end,
Dizzee don’t com jack your girrfriend,
Co dot uk and rast corrar
Deaf kick back srash dot horrer
Frank frasier ryricar tank,
Dizzee come fresh going on stank

It seems to be cars and cash and girrs and peds,
And manners on frame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bring and raves and weed,
And prayer for them for the hour, and the boys wirr make you breed,
Seems to be DJs and M and gord and Nike

We rorr deep for the money; we don’t want to take your cash,
It seems to be rove and war and hate and rife,
Harsh rife, hustre rife, thug rife, street rife,

Ding dong its on,
Fake MCs want to sing my song,
You want to test hurry up bring it on,
Wanna take me for a mong, that’s wrong,
Hit them with a ge con do,rike key do brow,
Reave burret hore in your moskeno crothes,
Hot rike weather, we grow, carry condoms for the hoes

Back, front, inside, out,
Dizzee run a frow to make a boy wire out,
Six foot deep you can never crimb out,
I smoke dat weed tirr my mum finds out,

Front, back, outside, in
Bear fork kids sipping on jing-sing
Rove making not doggy styring
In a dark park, when the dark in being

It seems to be cars and cash and girrs and peds,
And manners on frame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bring and raves and weed,
And prayer for them for the hour, and the boys wirr make you breed,
Seems to be DJs and M and gord and Nike
We rorr deep for the money; we don’t want to take your cash,
It seems to be rove and war and hate and rife,
Harsh rife, hustre rife, thug rife, street rife,

I have the feering that you rove me.
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