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Stand Up Tall (Tom EQ Remix)

Raskit, boy in the corner I still roll deep young star gimmee the beat and let me prove

London city forever you're not a still creep ain't no stopping me never you best move

Live o ghetto record with no redemption world wide critics acclaim my big moves

Showtime main event you can't beef me dizzee ras hotter than Nelly I can't loseEast side boy make the paper rise

Big up my north west south east types every section where my connection lies

East side boy made the crowd go loops never had a desire for chinese zoots

Big up my midland up north troopsGet your backs up backs up back off the wall

Sounds of the young star dizzee rascal

Don't give it heart hearted give it all

Pull your socks up and stand up tall

Backs up backs up back off the wall

Sounds of the young star dizzee rascal

Don't give it heart hearted give it all pull your socks up and stand up tallCan't run the marathon without trainin or stretch the ass hole without straining

Too much hype not enough brain in whole lotta money little maintaining

Whole lotta complaining no plan little more no less done ten grand

Blingin ice sitting nice in your hand too much platinum not enough landEast side boy make the paper rise

Big up my Ireland Scotland types every section where my connection lies

Eastside boy made the crowd go loops never had a desire for Chinese zoots

Big up my Europe USA troopsGet your backs up backs up back off the wall

Sounds of the young star dizzee rascal

Don't give it heart hearted give it all pull your socks up and stand up tall

Backs up backs up back off the wall

Sounds of the young star dizzee rascal

Don't give it heart hearted give it all pull your socks up and stand up tallTo my eastside crew,get paper,

To my Westside crew get paper,

To my southside crew get paper,

I tell da playa hater see you later,

To my northside crew get paper,

To my midlands crew get paper,

To my up north crew get paper,

I tell da playa hater see you later,Dizzee rascal the loudest finest dirtiest grimiest most hot dirty stank

London stand up tallDon't be silly cover your milli I'm like billy

Don't be dumb cover your gun I ain't fun

When I come I come ere to stun you get bunned

Mid night all day like fight dog fight

You don't really want to be dizzee I'll get busy

You don't really want me t pop I'll get fizzy

Real fizzy bill up a zoot we smoke whizzy

He knows she knows we're tough negroes

Forever ready and I'll be ready forever

You don't want to try ting I'll put holes in your leather

So please never ever try to be clever I'll be wetting mc's like rainy weather

Too the two faced nigga screw faced laced in get chased n get placed in a bin

Getta slicing batterin workin dizzy boy don't stop till it's hurtinGet your Backs up backs up back off the wall

Sounds of the young star dizzee rascal

Don't give it heart hearted give it all pull your socks up and stand up tall

Backs up backs up back off the wall

Sounds of the young star dizzee rascal

Don't give it heart hearted give it all pull your socks up and stand up tall

Songwriters

MILLS, DYLAN KWABENA / NURSE, DARRYL CARLPublished by

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