Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

Your average boy or girl on the street might be familiar with my
And, or familiar with my sound, Im formerly 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 charade
Your little charade was
about hurt me, you should of merked me
I was on a rampage now Im

Five stab wounds, couple scratches, 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 of your troubles

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

Eh, yo
The I play, the position I'm in
You expect for me me to say
I prefer the day to nights where I gotta turn up and ya
Rip-off, dusty, sweaty, clotter
the audience, all screw faced, and promoters dont want 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 tryin' to look past me
It gets depressing 'bout it even 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 im any common crook
My names on the flyer man, forget the book

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

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

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