Dizzee Rascal

Dizzee Rascal - Heavy lyrics

rate me

My name's dizzee Ras an' I entertain

I got a hot head but I use my brain

A lot of wicked MC's but we ain't the same

I got flows and money gotta put em' to shame

Cause I'm big in the game and livin' with fame

You late in the lane, no name what you tryna claim

Tryna test my frame, what do you think your tryin' to gain

Put the mic down don't try and game

Grime had a little time without me still no grime without me

No life without me, no risky roads, no grime daily

I'm still shady, f-ck you pay me

If you don't like it f-ck you blaze me

Oh my God are you f-cking crazy

I seen it all no

Sleep on me, you're just f-cking lazy

I'm so heavy, I'm on point all day

Better stay out my way

I don't play and you're not ready

All I can say is I'm so heavy

I-I-I'm so heavy

I'm on point all day

Better stay out my way

I don't play and you're not ready

All I can say is I'm so heavy

HEAVY, HEAVY, HEAVY

I'm so heavy, I'm on point all day

Better stay out my way

I don't play and you're not ready

All I can say is I'm so heavy

I-I-I'm so heavy

Wake up and slap yourself

Better still get

You ain't heavy yourself

You can't catch yourself

Keep running your mouth, just relax yourself

Doing over class

Can't carry on like that you won't last

What the rass, who's the rass

Wanna here hits on the MC do ask

Like sippidy do da, I bust a lil grove and take a plane to Aruba

I got next moves like lex luger

But there ain't no cattin for free, I just do ya

No leg drop just a head drop

I don't care if the bulldog dreadlock

Afro, blonde, ginger or red top it's all the same,

All y'all see is the red dot

Ahh forget it, you just don't get it

I got pure figures I don't need street credit

I can pay with cash or I can pay with debit

Or I can do it the old way and leg it

Big up the Bow E3 I still rep it

I still name check it

Nothing but L.O.V

You can't dead it

But big up the KNT cause I said it

Nah I don't leg it, I ride on it

Super sonic, buy land on it

Spend a few hundred grand on it

Still ride around with a v on my bonnet

Making her vomit cause I blew up like tiptronic

We smoke cheese round here we don't smoke chronic

It's no joke,

Tie a rope on it, but don't hold on to it

Puff puff pass but don't loaf on it

Cause...

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