Lyrics Pagans - Dizzee Rascal
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Ascended
masters
of
angels
white,
but
you're
actually
deceiving
demonic
spirits,
which
can
not
only
hurt
somebody
externally,
they
can
destroy
their
spirits
as
well
I
don't
speak
queen's
English
but
I'm
still
distinguished
I
don't
need
no
suit
or
tie
to
let
you
know
I
mean
business
I
know
you're
into
this
Even
even
if
you
were
deaf,
blind
and
dumb
and
awkwardly
rhythmless
I'm
like
syphilis
ain't
no
denying
this,
weaken
this
Any
attempt
would
be
grimy
and
hideous
Young
and
I'm
black
and
I'm
ignorant
But
I'm
still
fabulous
Meaning
I'm
nigga-less
More
than
the
way
I
feel
strength
in
my
pigments
What
does
it
matter?
Just
give
me
my
dividends
Switching
up
syllables
mixing
with
criminals
Keep
up
appearance
but
keeping
it
minimal
Bredders
be
getting
too
over
familiar
Quizzical,
touching
your
physical
Hands
on
my
bread
with
a
spoon
in
my
cereal
Not
on
my
watch
cause
I'm
a
hard
rock
Come
through
in
a
hard
top
With
your
girl
in
the
passenger
seat,
she
getting
hard
cock
I
didn't
even
let
the
car
stop
Don't
even
worry
what
cars
I've
got
You
should
be
concerned
with
what
you
are
not
I
dictate
the
pace
and
set
the
bar
a
lot
You
get
parred
a
lot
Sorry
pardon
what?
I
can't
hear
you
bro
you
sound
weary
bro
Talk
shit
but
you
won't
come
near
me
though
And
I'm
far
from
sweet
I'm
no
Cheerio
I
switch
up
the
place
real
quick
like
hear
we
go
Leave
your
body
all
black
with
a
whole
lot
of
indigo
Six
feet
below
No
heads
up,
no
intro
No
info
I
get
it
in
bro
Cold
world
with
a
whole
lot
of
schemers
It
don't
stop
for
the
dreamers
You
could
fuck
around
and
get
took
to
the
cleaners
I
know
man
that
would
do
a
lot
of
dirty
Put
a
lot
of
work
in
Just
to
ride
Benz
and
Beamers
Devious
creatures
Try
to
steer
clear
of
the
preachers
Screaming
out
'God
can't
reach
us'
Nothing
they
can
teach
us,
leave
us
Looking
for
a
girl
with
over
the
top
features
Couldn't
care
less
about
Jesus
Couldn't
give
a
fuck
about
a
thesis
Looking
for
the
easiest
next
top
model
Or
another
shit
TV
series
Raised
by
MTV
generation
Not
a
lot
of
patience
How
they
gonna
deal
with
the
wolves
of
the
nation
How
they
gonna
recognize
pros
and
cons
with
no
education
How
they
gonna
win
with
no
dedication
All
you
really
care
about
is
Playstation
World
Star
Hip
Hop
humiliation
Everything
built
on
a
weak
foundation
Whole
lot
of
time
being
wasted
Whole
lot
of
shit
champagne
being
tasted
Everybody
in
the
club
acting
basic
Everybody
wanna
be
a
star
let's
face
it
Gassed
by
the
money
and
the
fame
let's
chase
it
Gotta
get
it
quick
gotta
get
it
by
all
means
Wanna
be
a
big
timer
like
the
guy
from
New
Orleans
Got
big
dreams,
but
they
absurd,
and
they
obscene
Pregnant
on
TV
at
sixteen
Don't
know
what
this
shit
means
Yo,
can't
trust
these
no-good,
two-faced
cut-throat
Pagans
living
in
Babylon
Wanna
sell
me
lies,
wanna
bleed
me
dry,
wanna
see
me
live
like
a
vagabond
Like
I
worked
this
hard
and
I
come
this
far
just
to
them
waffle
and
babble
on
Don't
want
your
help,
don't
need
your
advice
who
rattled
your
cage
Know
one
of
these
days
won't
cease
to
amaze
Bunch
of
lost
souls
they
ain't
tryna
get
saved
They're
just
tryna
get
paid,
wanna
jump
on
my
wave
Turn
back
around,
jump
right
in
my
grave
Do
me
a
favour,
don't
do
me
no
favours
I
don't
need
no
savior
cause
I
do
it
major
Now
it's
back
to
the
paper
I'll
deal
with
the
pagans
later
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