Luyện nghe bài hát Knock, Knock

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

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

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

Your average boy or girl on the street might be with my beat
And, or familiar with my sound, Im from the underground
And it's clear, for a year, Ive been 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 clear
They didnt bun me up enough Im still
So what was the of your little charade
Your little charade was
Just about hurt me, you should of me
I was on a now Im back

Five wounds, couple scratches, bruises and some pains
Four half-hearted fassies, poor is no brains
Did it two weeks before my album came out me sell double
But let's not dwell on that, it's the least of troubles

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

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

Eh, yo
The I play, the position I'm in
You wouldnt for me me to say
I prefer the day to nights where I gotta up and play ya
Rip-off, dusty, sweaty, clotter
the audience, all screw faced, and promoters dont want to pay

And half of the boys in the croud wanna me
And half of the wanna show how little they care
By standing there at the front tryin' to look right past me
It gets depressing 'bout it even more
Knowing that Im face the usual hassle at the door

Because as well as lippy hags, I hate bouncers
I aint here to rave Im to get paid, look
You me up rough like im any common crook
My names on the flyer man, forget the guest

Abusing your authority you look a fool
You faulty standard, underdog, you know your own
I ain't certain shoes so you dont think I look right
That's cushdy mate, Im gettin' paid than you tonight

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

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