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Dizzee Rascal - Pussyole (Old Skool)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Performer
Lyn Collins
Lyn Collins
Vocals
Galactic Force Band
Galactic Force Band
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Lyrics
Nick Detnon
Nick Detnon
Composer
James Brown
James Brown
Songwriter
Lyn Collins
Lyn Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Detnon
Nick Detnon
Producer
Mike Hedges
Mike Hedges
Engineer
Alexis Smith
Alexis Smith
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Rudeboy, don't watch that 'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that And if it's on top, you know I got that Come through with a big baseball bat Like blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool That's that bredder always frontin' like he's strong Sneaky fake - always runnin' to his brother when it's on Hardly backs the beef, last one swingin' First one runnin', makin' up stories, he's a chief Bringin' bredders to the ends, actin' up Puttin' on a show, tryna talk funny to his friends But he's really not a don, they know it And you know it, so something must be seriously wrong 'Cause you're parrin', his mum calls you darlin' But his brother has got you shottin' with no way of stoppin' I heard you both had beef with an older brer You took a spark and he just stood there Now that boy's a -, say it ain't true It started because of him and ended with you And that's the kind of - that's gonna continue But I guess it don't matter if that's what you're into Rudeboy, don't watch that 'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that And if it's on top, you know I got that Come through with a big baseball bat Like blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool The sun the biggest star in the sky But naturally it's gotta make room for the moon every night Everything's got its time limit, even relationships Everything's sunny when the friendship's tight A friend in need is a friend indeed But a friend with no money and no weed Can flip the script at a ridiculous speed And make a best friend an ex-friend for the P A couple of years ago in my road youth days I was into pirate radio, I guess it was a phase There was this one particular MC man Was a older in my ends and I thought he was the don So I started rollin' with him kind of like a little brother My cousin used to say he was a - undercover I didn't think that it was nothin' more than jealousy But I wish I would've listened every time he told me Rudeboy, don't watch that 'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that And if it's on top, you know I got that Come through with a big baseball bat Like blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Stay away from them -, you can have it all Live endlessly, tremendous, forever ball Stand up for something or for anything you'll fall But differently, know when not to lose your cool 'Cause it ain't what you show, it's what you're concealin' Put a smile on the deepest negative feelin' Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin' Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin' Stand tall even when they're hatin' and they're schemin' Then watch your money rise right to the ceilin' Rudeboy, don't watch that 'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that And if it's on top, you know I got that Come through with a big baseball bat Like blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool Blood, don't make me get old skool
Writer(s): James Brown, Dylan Mills, Nicholas Detnon, Nicole Bayers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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