Lyrics:

Stand up tall...



Rascit, 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 aint no stopping me ever 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 Rasc hotter than Nelly I can’t lose



East side boy make the paper rise, never met anything like my safeheart guys

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 troops any playas in my face come up with a bruse



Get 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



Can’t run the marathon without trainin or stretch the arsehole without straining

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

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

Blingin ice sitting nice in your hand too much platinum not enough land



East side boy make the paper rise never met anything like the safeheat guys

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 troops any playas in my face come up with a bruse



Get 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



To my eastside crew get paper,

To my Westside crew get paper,

To my southside crew get paper,

I tell da playa hater c u 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 c u later,



Dizzee rascal the loudest finest dirtiest grimiest most hot dirty stank

London stand up tall



Don’t be silly cover your milli I’m like billy

Don’t be dumb cover your gun I aint fun

When I come I come ere to stun you get bunned

Mid night all day like fight dog fight

You don’t really wanna be dizzee I’ll get busy

You don’t really want me to 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 wanna try ting I’ll put holes in your leather

So please never ever try 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 hurtin



Get 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