Paper Chase

[Hook: Dizzee] Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's lying? Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? [Verse 1: Dizzee] Jetsetting in the place, cap over the hood Like I already should, I'm Hollywood Still back in the day, I never even knew I could Now it's foot in the door, it's all good You might say it's all gravy Putting in work, I'm not just a lazy 80s baby living crazy Fuck me, pay me or get out the way I'm like a broken TDK, you can't play me Only God can save me Therefore only God can restrain me Quite simply and plainly, fuck the world, I'm Dick Cheney Arsehole, definitely maybe I'm shady with no overheads I just blow the wedge I wanna get some dap, I don't go to feds I'm like Simon says What I say is any booth gets put to bed, 'nough said [Hook: Dizzee] Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's lying? Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? [Verse 2: Scrufizzer] Word on the road, girls wanna fuck me Niggas wanna rush me Everybody tryna go on like they're really gully It's funny, you man are bummy Chatting and rapping about how you're gunning with a snub You're a fool, you ain't no donny in the ends You're a dead man walking, don't put money on my head I won't let them trouble me again The next time I come around bucking up a skeng I'm ready to ride, ready to die like Machiavelli Sparta marching, causing a storm like Halle Berry Lines and rhymes, striking mine When I rap [?] They never thought I had it in me Peeps can't seem to stop my whole roster Seeking [?] posture The demon is scheming, but I'm never paid in white I keep aiming high, woop [Hook: Dizzee] Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's lying? Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?