Roll Deep on these    Put these MC's on deep freeze    Hit these, with these and rip these    Come like busta we flip these    Please, dont rap with these    Fearless, angry, sick MC's    Dont like Christine's or Britney's    La La's or Tinky Winky's    This one's strictly for pick me's    Old school afros, dry whityes    Barklays, Halifax we stick these    Endless gunshots we lick these    Trick these CID's with ease    Touch mic MC's jump like fleas    Player haters get chopped like trees avoid Rascal to avoid injuries       And I hit 'em like a lightning bolt    5.000 volt, it's your own fault    Stand still, 'll put your whole crew to a halt    Cover MC's like pepper and salt    Gunman bullets go right through your coat    Nine milli take Billy for a billy goat    Lay low Roll Deep on the river boat    Cuttin 'em Dizzee Rascal cut throat       Rewind wind-re lay to the side    It's our question to the front line    Fuck her to the left, right, front or behind    Never nice, gotta be cruel to be kind    Dry lips sippin' on a dry white wine    Feel funny take a draw of this you'll find    Husband i'll make your wifey be mine    Get pussy, get poum, get feline       Lyrical staff, never could they ever take me for a chaff    Schollar in the English schollar in the math    Dizzee aint no rif raf    Hit 'em with the rise, move, kick, uppercut, jab    Don't make me loose my rag    I'm a troublesome lad    Barefoot shaolin lad    Lyrically far from swag       And I'm far from clean    I'll play kiss chase with your aunt Maureen    Get rhymes, get heard, get seen    Dizzee run things like in the army    Keep vigilante, keep on guard    We chuck grenades at Scotland Yard    Retard, get kicked hard, real hard    Leave death threats in your birthday card       pump up, tone up weights in the gym    Glass full of Alizay right to the brim    Roll Deep, so deep, they can't swim    Doin' it for Kiesha, doin it for Kim    He wants arms house, he wants to swing    If he tries a thing, he get a punch in the chin    Rascal is here so you better start worryin'    Get a hidin', beatin', turfin'       Didn't wanna care    Left that boy in a gutter somewhere    When I talk live-o, when I talk rare    I'll make you wish you were born elsewhere    I gotta wash that girl out my hair    Shes old news, everyone's been there    No we're not equal, no we're not fair    That girls anything she gets air       Take time pussy crew    Samurai seperate legs from feet    22 inch blade nothin' ain't sweet    Leavin MCs on the floor in the street    That boy can't compete    Dizzee dont play fair, Dizzee might cheat    Draw for your handgun, draw for your heat    Dizzee boy make a big boy look petite       Sex, played and worked    Girls say Dizzee Rascal is a jerk    Do it for the Bentley do it for the merc    Wanna make cash money like some Turk    That boy got hurt    Never knew that his girlfriend was a flirt    Sex in the alleyway, sex in the dirt    Send her home in a black torn up skirt