graft in’

So, what you thinkin about
London City, aye?(East London, ghetto, West London, ghetto)
What you think you know?(North London, ghetto, South London, ghetto)
Big Ben tells the time(Stand up, stand up, yeah)
Above the
London roads the holy ground, grind
Young hustlers, we graft all the time non-stop,
UK warMaybe
Ill find you there for myself(You hear me)
You know what
Im sayin?
Yo, as I hustle in the city for a paper stack
Lord knows,
I got the devil on my back
Its a cold world, l gotta stay on track
Dog eat dog, others gain if you lack
In the LDN where
I learnt to attract
Clacka, I can show you where its at
First things first, get a block and a flat
Next up, get a black hoodie in a hat
Livin in the
Big Brothers cameras' view
Keep an eye out for the boys in blue
Straight five years gettin caught, thats you
Sittin in the cell still wondering who
Couldnt keep quiet, now you on a diet
Mash potato, cauliflower and stew
Pissed off with not a lot to do
And the word on the street dont ever seem new
And none of it will ever seem true
Endless hype, who do you believe?
Will it relieve the loneliness at night?
Remain deceived if you're convinced it might
You know for well, what the streets are like
Few more Mercs, couple more
RangersOther than that not a lot else changes
Sky looks grey in
London City
We stay graftin cause we're gritty
Hustle, hustle constantly
Hustle,hustle constantly
Sky looks grey in
London City
We stay graftin cause we're gritty
Hustle, hustle constantly
Hustle, hustle constantly
I used to roll money up against the wall
Never did wanna play hopscotch
Now Im pennyhole parkin, laughin
Cause Im back in the white mans clutches
And Ive been doin this since
TamagotchI
G.I Joe any boy in my face
Invadin my space or cling on the stuff
Bring it on star, watch
By the end of the hours of the clock
Ill end your days, youll think
Im crazed
When Ill give you the midnight rock
End of sentence, full stop
Now, what you gonna say about that?
Ill put all your plans in a knot
Make you put all your minds on the spot
Im probably everything that you're not
Im totally mad, you've lost the plot
To even consider gettin me caught
Carried off to a hospital, block and shock
On the table ready to operate, never me
I dictate and delegate whos heavyweight
Im king of the ring
Make moves in any state
LDN, we do our thing
Sky looks grey in
London City
We stay graftin cause we're gritty
Hustle, hustle constantly
Hustle, hustle constantly
Sky looks grey in
London City
We stay graftin cause we're gritty
Hustle, hustle constantly
Hustle, hustle constantly
Damn right, yeah, youre damn right
Young hustlers,
London City, stand up
LDN, they know us in the world
You know our time is
I swear [Incomprehensible] all teacups
To enter the four bucks, is
Buckingham
PalaceIma show you how gritty it is out here
You gonna know , you gonna understand
Its Dizzee
Rascal solo, yo,
Im here, what?
Ghetto UK style up[Incomprehensible]
Dizzy Ras,
Gizza Bell sayin
Ima back, swear to you