Sorry Sorry Pardon What Wiley (Ft. Dizzee Rascal)

[Intro: Wiley & Dizzee Rascal]
(Sorry? Sorry? Pardon? What?)
Yo, Eskiboy (Sorry? Sorry? Pardon? What?)
Tunnel 5 (Sorry? Sorry? Pardon? What?)
And this is what I have to tell them, like certain time (Sorry? Sorry? Pardon? What?)
They try and talk to me they tryna tell me something I'm like
(Sorry? Pardon? What?
Could've got bored up, could've got shot)

[Verse 1]
Give me a game and I'll play good
They should listen to the master
Instead of running around like headless chickens that's wayward
Wouldn't do the job if the job didn't pay good
They should give me all the good jobs
Don't call anybody at home reserving who don't deserve it
Thinking your careers gonna stay good
Better stay hood, my musics much better when it never got made in Greywood
Talking, walking, merking Wiley is so awkward
Send your top soundboy forward
It's you again, the boy from unsure wood
Don's covering it, you got your face on the floor wood
When I keep Fire Camp going need more wood
Sure I could do with a few more stars
I'll spin Fire Camp from Stratford to Norwood
Say my name I'll run up on your set like