This is Showtime at the Gallows Rip The Jacker Yo, I dialogue wit Amen-Ra 'til he gives me the nod Or replaces me wit a supercomputer automaton I don
This journey starts 6 years ago in run-down housin estate in Bow east london south-east uk was a young man lets call this young man ray frustated
I ain't on a high ting (Nah!!) Jus out here tryin' to do da right thing And even though you know I don't mind fightin' When I will, it's cash money like
Like who the fuck are you, Yer, who the fuck are you, Is it recording yer, I come direct and i inject, And im expecting your respect, I'm a baller,
city forever you're not a still creep aint no stopping me never you best move Live o ghetto record with no redemption world wide critics acclaim my big moves Showtime
Yo, Let's Talk About Over-Excited Brehs On The Road, Who Brake All Street Honourary Codes, Can't Get A Real Name For Themselves, Living Off Reflected
[Dizze talking] So what you thinkin bout london city now aye, Who dya city love [Background] West London, South London. Im the london hustler a golden
You people respect me, if it kills you [x4] Do it how they didn't, now they really wanna try to do it but im telling them no Im in a predicament with
We grew up in the ghetto where summertimes short straight action, you dont stop for a fool most use crime as a way to pay the bills the un-lucky ones
I used to dream about crazy little things like fame in the days hangin out-side the off licence we used to run around the streets reckless with no shame
Hype talk Inside outside Ra ra ra Too many man talk nuff' bla bla Talk like Dizzee aint got a tempa' Hit em' wit da force like sky walker Inside outside
Imagine if i showed u 1 day i was leavin da hood, Wud u call me a sell out, wud u say its all good? Wud u folow if u cud? Or wud u jus tell me get
[Chorus] Knock knock who?s there? Dizzee Dizzee who? Ras And I kick ass Kill a MC fast Knock knock who?s there? Bad Bad who? Boy I?m here to annoy Take
Dig Real Deep Thur The Depths Ov My Mined, Dig Real Deep Thur The Depths Ov My Mined, Dig,Dig,Dig Real Deep Thru The Depths Ov My Mined Lord Knowz What
(feat. Marga Man) Yo I Duno,Marga Man, Wit Tha Rasket/Dizzee Rascal Walking Through The Club Doors Make Way Make Space Make Some More Yo N Gettin All
Yeah What up man, what are ya this week? He thinks he's rough, and he's always got a screw-face He's stush and he thinks he's heavy I've heard, I've
Get out on the floor Do things to make 'em adore you Show 'em why you were born And put a little mustard on it Don't tell me what time it is now I know
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then Spin me around