Dizzee Rascal - Pagans lyrics

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(Intro)

Ascended masters of angels white

But you're actually deceivin' demonic spirits

Which can not only hurt sumebody externally

They can destroy their spirits as well

(Verse)

I don't speak queen's English but I'm still distinguished

I don't need no suit or tie to let ya know I mean business

I know you're into this

Even even if ya were deaf, blind & dumb & awkwardly rhythmless

I'm like syphilis ain't no denyin' this, weaken this

Any attempt would be grimy & hideous

Young & I'm black & I'm ignorant

But I'm still fabulous

Meanin' I'm nigga-less

Mo' than the way I feel strength in my pigments

What does it matter? Just give me my dividends

Switchin' up syllables mixin' with criminals

Keep up appearance but keepin' it minimal

Bredders be gettin' 2 ova familiar

Quizzical, touchin' yo physical

Hands on my bread with a spoon in my cereal

Not on my watch cuz I'm a hard rock

Come thru in a hard top

With yo girl in the passenger seat, she gettin' hard cock

I didn't even let the car stop

Don't even worry what cars I've got

Ya should be concerned with what ya are not

I dictate the pace & set the bar a lot

Ya get parred a lot, sorry, pardon what?!

I can't hear ya, bruh, ya sound weary, bruh

Talk shit but ya won't come near me tho

& I'm far from sweet I'm no Cheerio

I switch up the place real quick like hear we go

Leave yo body all black with a whole lotta indigo

Six feet below

No heads up, no intro

No info I get it in bruh

(Verse 2)

Cold world with a whole lotta schemers, it don't stop fo' the dreamers

Ya could fuck around & get took to the cleaners

I know man that would do a lotta dirty, put a lotta work in

Just to ride Benz & Beamers, devious creatures

Try to steer clear of the preachers

Screamin' out God can't reach us

Nothin' they can teach us, leave us

Lookin' fo' a girl with ova the top features

Couldn't care less about Jesus

Couldn't give a fuck about a thesis

Lookin' fo' the easiest next top model

Or anotha shit T.V. series

Raised by MTV generation

Not a lotta patience

Update Facebook status, no hesitation

How they gonna deal with the wolves of the nation

How they gonna recognize pros & cons with no education

How they gonna win with no dedication

All ya really care about is Playstation

World Star Hip Hop humiliation

Everythin' built on a weak foundation

Whole lotta time bein' wasted

Whole lotta shit champagne bein' tasted

Everybody in the club actin' basic

Everybody wanna be a star let's face it

Gassed by the $ & the fame let's chase it

got to get it quick got to get it by all means

Wanna be a big timer like the guy from New Orleans

Got big dreams, but they absurd, & they obscene

Pregnant on TV at sixteen

Don't know what this shit means

(Outro)

Yo, can't trust these no-good, 2-faced cutthroat Pagans livin' in Babylon

Wanna sell me lies, wanna bleed me dry, wanna see me live like a vagabond

Like I worked this hard & I come this far just to them waffle & babble on

Don't want yo help, don't need yo advice who rattled yo cage

Know 1 of these days won't cease to amaze

Bunch of lost souls they ain't tryna get saved

They're just tryna get paid, wanna jump on my wave

Turn back around, jump right in my grave

Do me a favour, don't do me no favours

I don't need no savior cuz I do it major

Now it's back to the paper I'll deal with the pagans later