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Dizzee Rascal
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Couple Of Stacks
[Intro] Don't you know it feels? Rocking, [?], loving...
[Hook] Couple of stacks'll put the boys on your back Couple of stacks'll make the ratch go click-clack Couple of stacks'll put the boys on your back Couple of stacks'll make the ratch go click-clack Couple of stacks'll put the boys on your back Couple of stacks'll make the ratch go click-clack Couple of stacks'll put the boys on your back
I'll kill you I'll kill everything you stand for Cause you're a bitch and a manwhore I'll settle the damn score and more About my own beef, I don't care about a gang war Ain't hard to shoot It ain't hard to fall So what you waiting for? I'll break your jaw I'll take the law into my own hands You wanna fuck me up? I've got my own plans Keep running your cakehole I'll have you buried in the ground like a potato You better lay low Fall back when I say so I'll have you dressed all white wearing a halo All I really give a damn about is the pesos I let the devil take over Believe I'm colder And the chip on my shoulder Is more bigger and bolder And I'm out of control so don't say I never told ya
(Ma'am, are you alright?)
Think I'm some kind of cunt? Think that I won't pull some kind of stunt? Think that I won't leave some kind of lump? Pull out the pump like it's that time of month? And don't think I'm some kind of monk Or a peacemaker, a deceased hater is the best kind Don't wanna see me go blind Don't cross the line Cause it's about that time
No defence, I ain't sitting on the fence I bust a head if I really want to vent Or I could just kick back, be a gent Or put a price on your head That's money well-spent Money and an alibi Money and an alibi Money and an alibi Money and an alibi
[Hook]
Stop chatting the place up Don't mean I have to start smacking your face up If I weren't doing this I'd be jacking the place up Laced-up, on row, somebody's getting drapsed-up Ready to take stuff So pick up the pace I stay on your case Stacking my papes up Keep a firm grip on the tool I never break up And I stand tall, I'm cool I can never shake up
Feeling foolish if you raise up A pool of blood, you got blazed-up You got ahead of yourself Just steady yourself And you think you're heavy But your really not ready Just settle yourself I suggest you fix up If you skitz out it'll all be tits-up R.I.P. you don't wanna get ripped-up and zipped-up All cause you're running your lips up Don't bother getting a mix up Just stay in your lane I'm fucked in the head That's the way of my brain And I'm insane We ain't the same So refrain from chatting my name for capital gain Cause this ain't a game When you're dead They'll say it's a shame Talking 'bout all you could have been if you weren't slain And you've only got yourself to blame So forget the fame If you think I just entertain
No defence, I ain't sitting on the fence I bust a head if I really want to vent Or I could just kick back, be a gent Or put a price on your head That's money well-spent Money and an alibi Money and an alibi Money and an alibi Money and an alibi
[Hook minus the last line]
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