Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

Knock, knock whos there?
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 Dizzee Ras from the big E A S T
Im exactly what your dont want to see on your TV
I nicely, precisely anyone that I choose
Refuse to to lose, unlimited contriversial views

Your average boy or girl on the street be familiar with my beat
And, or familiar with my sound, Im formerly from the
And it's clear, for a year, Ive turing up the heat
you get up and out of your seat
Shake your fists and shuffle your

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

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

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

Knock, knock whos Jack
who? 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 I play, the position I'm in
You wouldnt for me me to say
I prefer the day to nights where I gotta turn up and ya
Rip-off, dusty, sweaty, raised
the audience, all screw faced, and promoters dont want to pay

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

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

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

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

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