Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my
And, or familiar with my sound, Im from the underground
And clear, for a year, Ive been turing 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 thing
They didnt bun me up Im still here
So what was the perpose of your little
little charade was whack
Just about hurt me, you of merked me
I was on a now Im back

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

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

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

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

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

as well as lippy hags, I hate cocky bouncers
I aint here to 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 your authority you like a fool
You standard, underdog, you know your own tool
I ain't wearin' certain shoes so you dont I look right
That's cushdy mate, Im gettin' paid more than you

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

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