Dizzee Rascal is finally doing 'Boy In Da Corner' in full in the UK
Praise be, it's happening at last!
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So, what you thinkin' about London City, ay? What you think you know? Big Ben tells the time Stand up, yeah
Above the London roads the holy ground, grind Young hustlers, we graft all the time non-stop, UK war Maybe I'll find you there for myself (you hear me) You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, as I hustle in the city for a paper stack Lord knows, I got the devil on my back It's a cold world, l gotta stay on track Dog eat dog, others gain if you lack
In the LDN where I learnt to attract Clacka, I can show you where it's at First things first, get a block and a flat Next up, get a black hoodie in a hat
Livin' in the Big Brother's cameras' view Keep an eye out for the boys in blue Straight five years gettin' caught, that's you Sittin' in the cell still wondering who
Couldn't keep quiet, now you on a diet Mash potato, cauliflower and stew Pissed off with not a lot to do And the word on the street don't ever seem new
And none of it will ever seem true Endless hype, who do you believe? Will it relieve the loneliness at night? Remain deceived if you're convinced it might
You know for well, what the streets are like Few more Mercs, couple more Rangers Other than that not a lot else changes
Sky looks grey in London City We stay graftin' 'cause we're gritty Hustle, hustle constantly Hustle, hustle constantly
Sky looks grey in London City We stay graftin' 'cause we're gritty Hustle, hustle constantly Hustle, hustle constantly
I used to roll money up against the wall Never did wanna play hopscotch Now I'm pennyhole parkin', laughin' 'Cause I'm back in the white man's clutches
And I've been doin' this since Tamagotch I G.I Joe any boy in my face Invadin' my space or cling on the stuff Bring it on star, watch
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"Graftin'" is a song by Dizzee Rascal from the album Showtime, released in 2004. The song was written by Dizzee Rascal, Dylan Mills. It was produced by Dizzee Rascal.
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By the end of the hours of the clock I'll end your days, you'll think I'm crazed When I'll give you the midnight rock End of sentence, full stop
Now, what you gonna say about that? I'll put all your plans in a knot Make you put all your mind's on the spot I'm probably everything that you're not
I'm totally mad, you've lost the plot To even consider gettin' me caught Carried off to a hospital, block and shock On the table ready to operate, never me
I dictate and delegate who's heavyweight I'm king of the ring Make moves in any state LDN, we do our thing
Sky looks grey in London City We stay graftin' 'cause we're gritty Hustle, hustle constantly Hustle, hustle constantly
Sky looks grey in London City We stay graftin' 'cause we're gritty Hustle, hustle constantly
Damn right, yeah, you're damn right Young hustlers, London City, stand up LDN, they know us in the world You know our time is I swear all teacups
To enter the four bucks, is Buckingham Palace I'ma show you how gritty it is out here You gonna know, you gonna understand It's Dizzee Rascal solo, yo, I'm here, what? Ghetto UK style up
You know what I'm sayin', Dizzy Ras, Gizza Bell sayin' I'ma back, swear to you
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