Acordes de Knock knock
Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal

N/A4 vistas
Tonalidad: G minor
Verse 1
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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
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I'm here to annoy
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Take away your joy
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Knock knock who's there? Jack
Jack who? You
Your not with your crew
What you gunna do
Knock knock who's there? Big
Big who? Gun
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Point me to the sun
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Watch your fassy run
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I'm dizzee ras nightmare
from the big E A S T
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I'm exactly what your parent
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don't want to see on your tv
I nicely,
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precisely intimadate anyone that I choose
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Refuse to to lose
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Express unlimited contriversial views
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Your average boy or girl on the street might
be familiar with my beat
And or familiar
with my sound,
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I'm formerly from the underground
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And its clear, for a year,
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I've been turing up the heat
Made you get up and out of your seat
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Shake your fists and shuffle your feet
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And now I'm here
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Lets make another thing clear [Overlaps here
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They didn't bun me up
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enough I'm still here
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So what was the perpose of your little charade,
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your little charade was whack
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Just about hurt me
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You should of merked me
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I was on a rampage now I'm back
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Five stab wounds
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Couple scratches, bruises and some pains
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Four half- hearted fassies
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Four poor is no brains
Did it
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Two weeks before my album came
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out helped me sell double
But lets not dwell on that,
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its the least of your troubles
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[Chorus]
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Eh yo considering
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The part I play, you wouldn't expect for me me
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to say I prefer the day to nights where I gotta
turn up and play
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I rip- off, dusty, sweaty,
clotter raised
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And the audience, all screw faced,
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and promoters don't want to pay
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And half of the boys in the
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croud want to blast me
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And half of the girls want to show how little they
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care about standing right there at the front,
tryin t? look right past me
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It gets depressing thinking
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bout it even more
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Knowing that I'm gonna face the
usual hassle at the door
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Because as well as lippy hags,
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I hate cocky bouncers
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I ain't here to rave I'm
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here to get paid look
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You search me up rough like I'm
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any common crook
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My names on the flyer man,
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forget the guest book
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Abusing your athor
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ity you look like a fool
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You faulty standard, underdog,
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you know your own tool
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I ain't wearin certain shoes so you
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don't think I look right (what?)
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that's cushdy mate,
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I'm gettin paid more than you tonight
Outro 1
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