Stand Up Tall (Acapella)

Lyrics

[Intro] Stand up tall [Verse 1] Raskit Boy in da Corner, I still Roll Deep Youngstar gimme the beat and let me prove London city forever, you know I still creep Ain't no stopping me ever your best move Live O Ghetto, I rep it with no redemption World wide critics acclaim I'm big news Showtime main event you can't defeat Dizzee Ras, not on your Nelly I can't lose [Pre-Chorus] East side boy I make da paper rise Never been anything like these faker guys Big up my north west, south east ties Every section where my connection lies East side boy I make the crowd go loops Never had a desire for shiny suits (Nope) Big up my Midlands, up north troops Any place my face gathers up groups [Chorus] Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall [Verse 2] You can't run the marathon without training Or stretch the art form without straining Too much hype not enough braining Whole lot o' money, little maintaining Whole lot o' complaining, no plan (What?) Little more, no less then ten grand Blinging, ice sitting nice in your hand Too much platinum, not enough land [Pre-Chorus] East side boy I make the paper rise Never been anything like these faker guys Big up my Ireland, Scotland ties Every section where my connection lies East side boy I made the crowd go loops Never had a desire for shiny suits (Nope) Big up my Europe, USA troops Any place my face gathers up groups [Chorus] Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall [Bridge] To my east-side crew get paper To my west-side crew get paper To my south-side crew get paper I tell the player hater, "see you later" To my north-side crew get paper To my midlands crew get paper To my up north crew get paper I tell the player hater, "see you later" (Dizzee Rascal, the livest, loudest, dirtiest, grimiest Most hot, Dirtee Stank London stand up tall) [Verse 3] Don't be silly, come with your milly, I'm like billy Don't be dumb, come with your gun, I ain't fun When I come I'm coming to stun, you get bunned Midnight, broad daylight fight, dogfight You don't really want it with Dizzee, I get busy You don't really want me to pop, I get fizzy Real fizzy bill up a zoot, we smoke whizzy He knows, she knows, we're tough negros Forever ready and I'll be ready forever You don't wanna try a ting, I'll put holes in your leather So please never ever try try and be clever I'll be wetting MC's like rainy weather To the two faced get your screw face laced in Get chased and get placed in the bin Get a slicing, battering, working Dizzee boy don't stop til it's hurting [Chorus] Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall Backs up, backs up, back off the wall Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal Don't give it half-hearted, give it all Pull up your socks and stand up tall