Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

Knock, knock whos there?
who? Ras
And I kick ass, a MC fast
Knock, whos there? 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, whos there? Big
Big Gun
Point me to the sun, your fassy run

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eh, yo
The part I play, the I'm in
You expect for me me to say
I the day to nights where I gotta turn 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 wanna blast me
And of the girls wanna show how little they care
By standing right there at the front to look right past me
It gets depressing thinking 'bout it more
that Im gonna face the usual hassle at the door

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

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

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

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