We Ain’t Havin’ It Dizzee Rascal (Ft. Wiley)

[Intro]
It's that Dizzee boy
Them boy are idiot
Trend they can never set
We are not having it
Get me
We just bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Yo
Move
Get out my way
I am boring tru
I am not having it much now
Get out the way
Dizzee Rascal

[Verse 1 - Dizzee Rascal]
Inside, outside, rah rah rah
Too many man talk nuff blah blah
Talk like Dizzee ain't got a temper
So we hit 'em with the Force like Skywalker
Dun kno Dizzee was a big drawer
Six shooter like be Hova
Wanna test I'ma run 'em over
In a blacked out, big body Range Rover
Outside, inside, shut your trap
Come for the war so I come to attack
I ain't gonna lie, I ain't got a six pack
I've got a bad temper and a baseball bat
Red ski mask and a black doggy hat
Gonna make a boy run like roll and rat
Going on filthy, going on black
Bust an MC like David Plack
Streetwise, hang with a gang of fat guys
Baptise, make a whole crew capsize
Slap guys if they wanna tell pork pies
Dizzee Rascal's known to attack guys
No lies, you man better recognise
When I bore tru there's no clear skies
Jack guys, kidnap, then cap guys
Ransack, rampage, stand back guys