Lyrics Slow Your Roll - Dizzee Rascal
Tell
them
boys
to
stop
over-fussin′
Tell
them
boys
there
ain't
no
discussion
Tell
them
boys
I
heard
it
all
before
It
ain′t
new
to
me
you
gotta
show
me
somethin'
Act
up
fore
I
blow
or
suttin'
Blow
for
blow,
toe
to
toe,
I
run
my
own
show
But
I
am
not
known
for
duckin′
Tell
my
homeboys
to
roll
me
somethin′
Standin'
out
in
the
cold
is
cuttin′
Reminiscing
on
back
in
the
day
before
Isle
of
Dogs
and
E3
was
shootin'
Broad
day
and
riskin′
lives
over
nothin'
Them
boys
were
like
older
cousins
Went
away,
I
came
back
I
heard
it
went
mad
But
I
could
not
speak
′cause
it
was
too
peak
I
had
to
just
hold
my
tongue
in
Shoulder
shruggin',
lookin'
over
my
shoulder
Told
′em
slow
your
roll
when
the
roads
are
gunnin′
On
top
and
the
show
was
runnin'
These
times
it
was
over-numbin′
Alls
fair
when
it's
love
and
war
Bredders
actin′
all
cold
an'
cunnin′
I
was
focussed
on
my
dough
was
comin'
Deep
down
I
knew
my
soul
was
burnin'
Sting
a
bee
in
a
sling
they
stung
him
Couple
shots
came
through,
went
wrong
Held
one,
he
survived
the
stunnin′
Payback
gotta
at
least
get
one
in
No
point
tryna
talk
′em
down
Can't
tell
these
negros
nuttin′
Like
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
And
let
the
foolishness
go
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
There's
more
to
life
than
you
know
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
And
let
the
yout
dem
grow
Youngers
takin′
up
arms
Youngers
out
to
do
harm
Like
it's
Afghanistan,
switchin′
up
garms
Kickin'
up
drama,
gotta
handle
these
qualms
Chip
at
the
top
of
their
arm,
someone
ring
the
alarm
Ringin'
shots
on
the
calm,
nothin′
left
in
their
eyes
Lost
the
love
and
the
charm
Ain′t
no
Quran
and
they're
mentally
scarred
They
ain′t
wishin'
on
stars,
they
ain′t
readin'
no
psalms
Or
prayin
for
peeps,
they′re
playin'
for
keeps
Future's
bleak,
they
keep
the
heat
in
their
palms
Compete
and
beef
for
postcodes
and
streets
They
don′t
even
own
yards,
best
believe
they
go
hard
So
bredders
got
locked
up
′Cause
there
ain't
no
pot
luck
The
developers
rocked
up
Settin′
up
shop,
got
the
whole
place
locked
And
it
all
got
copped
and
the
hood
got
chopped
And
the
natives
cropped
and
the
ends
got
boxed
up
Then
the
price
got
knocked
up
Foreign
investment
raising
the
stock
up
So
the
rent
got
propped
up
And
it
kept
gettin'
topped
up
So
the
heart
got
ripped
out
and
rinsed
out
Some
got
shipped
out,
got
kicked
out
Few
of
them
stayed
but
the
rest
just
dipped
out
Took
the
quick
route
Power,
money
and
big
clout
is
what
it′s
about
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
There's
more
to
life
than
you
know
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
Slow
your
roll
and
get
dough
And
let
the
yout
dem
grow
1 Bop N Keep It Dippin
2 Business Man
3 Ghost
4 Make It Last
5 She Knows What She Wants
6 The Other Side
7 Space
8 Wot U Gonna Do?
9 Focus
10 I Ain't Even Gonna Lie
11 Dummy (16 For the Juice)
12 Man of the Hour
13 Way I Am
14 Sick a Dis
15 Slow Your Roll
16 Everything Must Go
17 Business Man
18 Bop N Keep It Dippin
19 She Knows What She Wants
20 Dummy (16 For the Juice)
21 Everything Must Go
22 Slow Your Roll
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