Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

Im Dizzee Ras from the big E A S T
Im exactly your parent dont want to see on your TV
I nicely, precisely intimadate that I choose
Refuse to to lose, unlimited contriversial views

Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my
And, or familiar with my sound, Im formerly from the
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
They didnt bun me up 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 stab wounds, couple scratches, bruises and 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, the least of your troubles

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

Knock, knock whos Jack
Jack You
You're not with your crew, you gunna do
Knock, knock there? Big
Big Gun
me to the sun, watch 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, clotter
Where the audience, all screw faced, and promoters dont to pay

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

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

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

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