Knock knock: accordi di
Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal

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Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
Gm
Gm
[Chorus]
Knock knock who's
there? Dizzee
Dizzee who? Ras
And I kick ass
Kill a MC fast
Knock knock who's there? Bad
Bad who? Boy
Cm
Cm
I'm here to annoy
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Take away your joy
Gm
Gm
Knock knock who's there? Jack
Jack who? You
Your not with your crew
What you gunna do
Knock knock who's there? Big
Big who? Gun
Dm
Dm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Point me to the sun
Dm
Dm
Watch your fassy run
Em
Em
I'm dizzee ras nightmare
from the big E A S T
Am
Am
I'm exactly what your parent
Dm
Dm
don't want to see on your tv
I nicely,
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
precisely intimadate anyone that I choose
Dm
Dm
Refuse to to lose
Eb
Eb
Express unlimited contriversial views
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Em
Em
Your average boy or girl on the street might
be familiar with my beat
And or familiar
with my sound,
Am
Am
Gm
Gm
I'm formerly from the underground
Em
Em
And its clear, for a year,
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
I've been turing up the heat
Made you get up and out of your seat
Eb
Eb
Shake your fists and shuffle your feet
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
And now I'm here
Gm
Gm
Lets make another thing clear [Overlaps here
on previous line]
Dm
Dm
They didn't bun me up
Gm
Gm
enough I'm still here
Dm
Dm
So what was the perpose of your little charade,
Gm
Gm
your little charade was whack
Dm
Dm
Just about hurt me
Em
Em
You should of merked me
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
I was on a rampage now I'm back
Dm
Dm
Five stab wounds
Em
Em
Couple scratches, bruises and some pains
Am
Am
Four half- hearted fassies
Gm
Gm
Four poor is no brains
Did it
Em
Em
Two weeks before my album came
Dm
Dm
out helped me sell double
But lets not dwell on that,
Eb
Eb
Dm
Dm
its the least of your troubles
Cm
Cm
[Chorus]
Dm
Dm
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
Eh yo considering
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
The part I play, you wouldn't expect for me me
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
to say I prefer the day to nights where I gotta
turn up and play
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
I rip- off, dusty, sweaty,
clotter raised
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
And the audience, all screw faced,
Eb
Eb
and promoters don't want to pay
Cm
Cm
And half of the boys in the
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
croud want to blast me
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
And half of the girls want to show how little they
Em
Em
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
care about standing right there at the front,
tryin t? look right past me
Em
Em
It gets depressing thinking
G
G
bout it even more
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
Eb
Eb
Knowing that I'm gonna face the
usual hassle at the door
Dm
Dm
Because as well as lippy hags,
Gm
Gm
I hate cocky bouncers
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
I ain't here to rave I'm
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
here to get paid look
Dm
Dm
You search me up rough like I'm
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
any common crook
Am
Am
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
My names on the flyer man,
Gm
Gm
forget the guest book
Dm
Dm
C
C
Abusing your athor
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
ity you look like a fool
Em
Em
Am
Am
You faulty standard, underdog,
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
you know your own tool
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
I ain't wearin certain shoes so you
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
don't think I look right (what?)
Em
Em
that's cushdy mate,
Dm
Dm
Eb
Eb
I'm gettin paid more than you tonight
Outro 1
[Chorus]
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
Em
Em
Dm
Dm
Eb
Eb
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm

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