Live O
by Dizzee Rascal
From the album: Boy in da Corner
Duration: 03:34
Lyrics for Live O
At the tone, please record your message At the tone, please record your message At the tone, please record your message At the tone, please record your message I don't wanna screw but nothin' ain't new I'll educate your whole crew when I come through And you know it's true, so what you gonna do? You ain't got the foggiest, ain't got a clue Got a little fame, yeah I got game Get my way with your dame just on my name All I gotta say, get out the way Dizzee Rascal's hot like summer bay And I hit MC's like croquet If a boy pet then a boy must pay You can start answerin' on a lay, lay Please feel free, you can bring it any day Anyway, get wet like Perrier Better hope there's a ambulance on the way OK, if you wanna fight just say We uppercut MC's like sugar Ray Hot like Cairo, hot like Mars But I want houses and I want cars So I spit verses and I spit bars I don't care what they say man, I ain't play Hot like lava, hot like hell Move to your sister, move to your girl Charmane, Sherlyn, or Chantalle You better hide your wife, protect her well Killer instinct, instinctive killer Run dear life, can't get no realer Young guns flapping their guns with no fear Females, money and guns, it's all here Top shotters, big cats, street gats Bent coppers aim for your knee caps Some pay a visit to jail without bail Some stay on top of the game without fail It's live o (live o) It's live o (live o) It's live o Look, skank out (skank out) Skank out (skank out) Skank out (skank out) And jump about See-saw, margerie door Guess who sneaked in through the back door? Born with a hacksaw through a trap door Dizzee got a cheek and not much more What's that violence, what's that war? Put him in a head lock, see if he's raw I cause arms, that's on the dance floor Set trends, set standards, set score Spin that bottle, nah dash that bottle Talk tough but you ain't got no bottle Get strangled, get hold, get throttled Dizzee come old school like Aristotle Blue bottle flying about with six 0's Ice dry hockey, stick brake collar bones We check girls with broken holes Big batties, big breasts, light skin souls It's live o (live o) It's live o (live o) It's live o Look, skank out (skank out) Skank out (skank out) Skank out (skank out) And jump about (move it, yeah) Didn't wanna listen, didn't wanna care Left that boy in a gutter somewhere Wanna talk life or wanna talk rare I make you wish you were born elsewhere I gotta wash that girl out my hair (right) She's old news, everyone's been there No we're not equal, no we're not fair That girl's innocent, she gets air That MC's a doubt Tell him I said it and I said it real loud Going on rowdy, going on row That boy tried me, that boy failed Sorry, pardon, what? Could have got board up, could have got shot Gun man, get gun down on the spot Who's hot, who's a bad boy, who's not? It's live o (live o) It's live o (live o) It's live o Look, skank out (skank out) Skank out (skank out) Skank out (skank out) And jump about (we're movin' out) Dizzee Rascal, yes, you get me? (Yeah)