Paper Chase Dizzee Rascal (Ft. Scrufizzer)

[Hook: Dizzee]
Who's riding? Who's riding?
I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?
Who's flying? Who's flying?
I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?
Who's shining? Who's shining?
I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?
Who's lying? Who's lying?
I'm on a paper chase, who's lying?
Who's riding? Who's riding?
I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?
Who's flying? Who's flying?
I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?
Who's shining? Who's shining?
I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?
Who's lying? Who's lying?
I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

[Verse 1: Dizzee]
Jetsetting in the place, cap over the hood
Like I already should, I'm Hollywood
Still back in the day, I never even knew I could
Now it's foot in the door, it's all good
You might say it's all gravy
Putting in work, I'm not just a lazy 80s baby living crazy
Fuck me, pay me or get out the way
I'm like a broken TDK, you can't play me
Only God can save me
Therefore only God can restrain me
Quite simply and plainly, fuck the world, I'm Dick Cheney
Arsehole, definitely maybe
I'm shady with no overheads
I just blow the wedge
I wanna get some dap, I don't go to feds
I'm like Simon says
What I say is any booth gets put to bed, 'nough said