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DIZZEE RASCAL LYRICS



"Fix Up, Look Sharp"



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[CHORUS]

Fix up look sharp

dont give me paint a bitch

something get park

hit the button see the squark

duck down, lay down just (get on down)



I got the big beat

I see the sound

I got the big beat (Dizzee Rascal!

Dizzee Rascal – rap tale

Hip Hop Music

Just as it typically happens good being successful is usually followed by good tragedy. In July 2008 Rascal`s ex girlfriend Kaya Bousquet, whom he had dated for two many years died in a high velocity crash which Dizzee mentioned was devastated by. The work created a huge impact on Dylan Mills as he made a determination to get a set in his life. "I`m not having any alcohol. No weed.

Dizzee Rascal – Holiday Lyrics

Artist: Dizzee Rascal Song: Holiday Album: Unknown

Send "Holiday" Ringtone to your Cell Get your pass and your bikini
You take a holiday, come see me
I recognise you`re tired of the same old scenery
And I could change all that so easily
Don`t care about a thing girl, take a chance
I`ll make you to the South of France, like Cannes

Book Review: Don't Call Me Urban! The Time Of Grime

From the backstreets of Bow to Brit Award winner and broad mainstream acceptance, grime has found remarkable success in late years. Dizzee Rascal and Tinie Tempah have constituted themselves as bona fide pop stars, while the music`s rougher edges were sanded down, lyrically and sonically, and remoulded into playlist-friendly singles that retained enough spike to crop the listener`s ear with a hint of the 21st century British inner-city experience.

Dizzee Rascal Lyrics – That's Not my Name Lyrics Meaning Song

They visit me blud
They bid me rudeboi
They bid me oi
They bid me mate
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name

They bid me my yout`
But I`m a fly yout`
They use the N word
Like it`s a game
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name

I`ll lose the match if you make me the ball
I`m the last kid standing up against the wall
Keep on falling these nights they keep me boring
Getting glammed up and seated on a debate now
So alone all the clock at night
I engage myself away listen to me, oh no
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Although I`m dressed up out and all
With everything considered they forget my name

They visit me blud
They bid me rudeboi
They bid me oi
They bid me mate
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name

They bid me my yout`
But I`m a fly yout`
They use the N word
Like it`s a game
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name

Are you calling me rudeboi?
Are you calling me blud?
Are you calling me my yout`?
Are you calling me mate? [REPEAT]

They visit me blud
They bid me rudeboi
They bid me oi
They bid me mate
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name

They bid me my yout`
But I`m a fly yout`
They use the N word
Like it`s a game
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
that`s not my name
Lyrics: That`s Not My Name, Dizzee Rascal [end]

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Dizzee Rascal – rap tale

Rap Beats

Just as it usually comes about great success is usually followed by great tragedy. In July 2008 Rascal`s ex girlfriend Kaya Bousquet, whom he had dated for two decades died in a substantial velocity crash which Dizzee mentioned was devastated by. The event manufactured a significant effect on Dylan Mills as he made the determination to have a transform in his lifestyle.

Da Feelin' by DIZZEE RASCAL : Scroll

blood
It`s all nice, man
It`s all lovely
Time to know it up, man
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Summer in the city such a really limited time
If you put by the traffic, air-pollution and the grime
You`ll be pleased to be reminded that the girls are looking fine
And isolated from money that`s the sole thing that`s on my mind
Short skirts, belly-tops, fake tans
String-vests with the bra underneath for the mans
Getting hard off of half of a glimpse, I got plans
To be scooping up a duet of buff tings if I can
If I can`t then I`m still live
I`ll go and break my little yatty by the seaside
Cause I know she`s live, plus she`s a delight
She gives me hospitality, she treats me right
That`s what I need, right?
And if not, I`m on a small charge to Los Angeles
To see my Beverly Hill honey to see if she can hold this
Pimping ain`t no light thing and about of these chicks are scandalous
But I`m a musician and I say I gotta be the man for this
I enjoy it!

You won`t believe some of the shit I`ve seen, man
Trust me
Yo, I ain`t even gonna go through it
But otherwise I wanna send out a call out to all my people out there, yeah
Big shout to the man dem, the ladies
You live you gotta put in your grind if you wanna get what you actually need out of life
Trust me, you just get one run

[Verse 2:]
I don`t think in fate
Life is what you get it, make it great
I`m trying to elevate, concentrate on getting my paper straight
Survive the great escape, from the ends I used to congregate
Until I could no longer wait, I had to obtain a purpose
Otherwise I would`ve been worthless, making fuss on the estate
Ignorant to what the world is offering when I should take
Every opportunity and every chance to try and make
Every minute and every hint of life something to celebrate
So I`ve been about the man now, rose to the occasion
Boast different folks, different strokes, black, white and Asian
All these ladies look incredible, still got me gazing
Riding jet-skis and powerboats, feel so amazing
Club-hopping in Ibiza, I`ve got Pacha on lock
Pull up right away the entry in a Hummer, people clock
Then they stop, stare and inquire who I am and who I`m not
I only bring it in my stride, but I ain`t never felt this hot

And I enjoy it, love it

It`s all good man, ya get me?
Yo, you live you gonna see me out Ibiza again, yeah
I gotta go thither again
Get the Bullet out
We`re driving down the streets knocking down motorbikes, it`s nothing
Turn up at the club
Girls everywhere
It`s all vibes though, man
Yo, big shout to my man like Paddy, yeah
Hang tight Shy FX - you done know!
Big up Cajun
Yeah man, I gotta big up the man like Scope
Big shout to T-Power, yeah
Hang tight Alexis, yeah
Yo, Dirtee Skank`s the label, man
Maths & English, live by it
London city stand up
It`s a UK thing, what