Live O

At the tone please record your message At the tone please record your message At the tone please record your message At the tone please record your message I don't want to screw, but nothing ain't new I make to kill your whole crew when I come through (Uh) And you know it's true, so what you going to do? (Uh) You ain't got the foggiest, ain't got a clue Got a little fame, and yeah I got game (Game, yeah) Get my way with your dame, just from my name (Uh-huh) All I got to say: Get out the way! Dizzee Rascal's hot like summer day And I hit MCs like croquet If a boy pet, then a boy must pay You could start answers on the lay-lay Please feel free, you could bring it any day Anyway, get wet like Perrier (Uh-huh) Better hope there's an ambulance on the way Okay, if you want to fight, just say We uppercut MCs like Sugar Ray Hot like Cairo, hot like Mars But I want houses and I want cars So I spit verses, and I spit bars (Yeah) I don't care what they say, and I ain't playing (No) Hot like lava, hot like hell I'll move to your sister, move to your girl Charmane, Cheryline, or Chantelle You better hide your wife, protect her well Killer instinct, instinctive killer (Yeah) Around daylight, can't get no realer Young ones flapping their gums with no fear Females, money, and guns; it's all here Top shotters, big cats, street gats Bent coppers aim for your knee caps (Uh-huh) Some pay a visit to jail without bail Some stay on top of the game without fail (Ooh) (It's all up) It's live O (It's live O) It's live O (It's live O) It's live O (Uh) Look Skank out (Skank out) Skank out (Skank out) Skank out (Skank out) And jump about Move it See-Saw, Margerie Daw (Yo) Guess who sneaked in through the back door? Form of a hacksaw through a trap door Dizzee got a cheek, and not much more What's that violence what's that war? Put him in a headlock: see if he's raw I cause armshouse on the dance floor (Uh) Set trend, set standard, set score Spin that bottle, now cash that bottle Talk tough but you ain't got no bottle Get strangled, get holed, get throttled Dizzee come old school like Aristotle (Yo) Blue bottles lying about with six holes Ice dry hockey stick, break collar bones (Uh-huh) We check girls from broken homes Big batties, big breasts, light skin tones Wow (It's all up) It's live O (It's live O) It's live O (It's live O) It's live O (Uh) Look Skank out (Skank out) Skank out (Skank out) Skank out (Skank out) And jump about Move it Didn't want to listen, didn't wanna care Left that boy in a gutter, somewhere Want to talk Live O want to talk rare I make you wish you were born elsewhere I've gotta wash that girl out my hair She's old news, everyone's been in there (Everyone's been there) No we're not equal, no we're not fair That girls innocent, she gets air That MC's a doubt Tell him I said it, and I said it real loud Going on rowdy, going on row That boy tried me, that boy failed Sorry, pardon, what? Could have got bored up, could have got shot Gunman, get gunned down on the spot Who's hot, who's a bad boy, who's not? Wow (It's all up) It's live O (It's live O) It's live O (It's live O) It's live O (Uh) Look Skank out (Skank out) Skank out (Skank out) Skank out (Skank out) And jump about Move it I'm moving now Dizzee Rascal, you get me?