Lyrics Couple Of Stacks - Dizzee Rascal
Couple
Of
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Rascal
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Don't
you
know
it
feels?
Rocking,
[?],
loving...
Couple
of
stacks'll
put
the
boys
on
your
back
Couple
of
stacks'll
make
the
ratch
go
click-clack
Couple
of
stacks'll
put
the
boys
on
your
back
Couple
of
stacks'll
make
the
ratch
go
click-clack
Couple
of
stacks'll
put
the
boys
on
your
back
Couple
of
stacks'll
make
the
ratch
go
click-clack
Couple
of
stacks'll
put
the
boys
on
your
back
I'll
kill
you
I'll
kill
everything
you
stand
for
Cause
you're
a
bitch
and
a
manwhore
I'll
settle
the
damn
score
and
more
About
my
own
beef,
I
don't
care
about
a
gang
war
Ain't
hard
to
shoot
It
ain't
hard
to
fall
So
what
you
waiting
for?
I'll
break
your
jaw
I'll
take
the
law
into
my
own
hands
You
wanna
fuck
me
up?
I've
got
my
own
plans
Keep
running
your
cakehole
I'll
have
you
buried
in
the
ground
like
a
potato
You
better
lay
low
Fall
back
when
I
say
so
I'll
have
you
dressed
all
white
wearing
a
halo
All
I
really
give
a
damn
about
is
the
pesos
I
let
the
devil
take
over
Believe
I'm
colder
And
the
chip
on
my
shoulder
Is
more
bigger
and
bolder
And
I'm
out
of
control
so
don't
say
I
never
told
ya
(Ma'am,
are
you
alright?)
Think
I'm
some
kind
of
cunt?
Think
that
I
won't
pull
some
kind
of
stunt?
Think
that
I
won't
leave
some
kind
of
lump?
Pull
out
the
pump
like
it's
that
time
of
month?
And
don't
think
I'm
some
kind
of
monk
Or
a
peacemaker,
a
deceased
hater
is
the
best
kind
Don't
wanna
see
me
go
blind
Don't
cross
the
line
Cause
it's
about
that
time
No
defence,
I
ain't
sitting
on
the
fence
I
bust
a
head
if
I
really
want
to
vent
Or
I
could
just
kick
back,
be
a
gent
Or
put
a
price
on
your
head
That's
money
well-spent
Money
and
an
alibi
Money
and
an
alibi
Money
and
an
alibi
Money
and
an
alibi
Stop
chatting
the
place
up
Don't
mean
I
have
to
start
smacking
your
face
up
If
I
weren't
doing
this
I'd
be
jacking
the
place
up
Laced-up,
on
row,
somebody's
getting
drapsed-up
Ready
to
take
stuff
So
pick
up
the
pace
I
stay
on
your
case
Stacking
my
papes
up
Keep
a
firm
grip
on
the
tool
I
never
break
up
And
I
stand
tall,
I'm
cool
I
can
never
shake
up
Feeling
foolish
if
you
raise
up
A
pool
of
blood,
you
got
blazed-up
You
got
ahead
of
yourself
Just
steady
yourself
And
you
think
you're
heavy
But
your
really
not
ready
Just
settle
yourself
I
suggest
you
fix
up
If
you
skitz
out
it'll
all
be
tits-up
R.I.P.
you
don't
wanna
get
ripped-up
andzipped-up
All
cause
you're
running
your
lips
up
Don't
bother
getting
a
mix
up
Just
stay
in
your
lane
I'm
fucked
in
the
head
That's
the
way
of
my
brain
And
I'm
insane
We
ain't
the
same
So
refrain
from
chatting
my
name
for
capital
gain
Cause
this
ain't
a
game
When
you're
dead
They'll
say
it's
a
shame
Talking
'bout
all
you
could
have
been
if
you
weren't
slain
And
you've
only
got
yourself
to
blame
So
forget
the
fame
If
you
think
I
just
entertain
No
defence,
I
ain't
sitting
on
the
fence
I
bust
a
head
if
I
really
want
to
vent
Or
I
could
just
kick
back,
be
a
gent
Or
put
a
price
on
your
head
That's
money
well-spent
Money
and
an
alibi
Money
and
an
alibi
Money
and
an
alibi
Money
and
an
alibi
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