Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sirens, artist - Dizzee Rascal. Album song Maths + English, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.06.2007
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Sirens |
Blud, when you hear the sirens coming |
I can hear the sirens coming |
Better run when you hear the sirens coming |
I can hear the sirens coming |
1 to da 2 to da 3 to da 4 |
Line my street, knocking at my door |
12 black boots on my bedroom floor |
What they want with rascal I’m not sure |
Took me to the station 8:30 |
For a fight that I had recently |
Say they got me on CCTV |
And the black boys told on me |
Can’t understand why these boys keep snitching |
Can’t understand why these boys keep bitching |
Now I’m hot tempered feel like switching |
Can’t stand still trigger finger itching |
Gotta stay calm, gotta keep my cool |
If I go down I’ll be a dam fool |
Gotta rise up, gotta stand up tall |
Can’t let em see the end of Dizzee Rascal |
Yo, let’s take it back to that old school story telling shit |
Get me! |
One day I was with my bredwin 'A dot' roaming the streets |
On the main road hungry looking for something to eat |
Not no burger and no chips that’s easily digested |
That shit that if your caught, u’ll be easing arrested |
We was on the robin street I forgot to mention Kate |
There was this Breda rolling with us he was scared it was blait, |
And he was high |
But, back to the story 'A dot' spotted the man |
Straight ahead of us in the distance with his wifey holding hands |
So we followed him through this little alleyway into the flats |
and we thought the time was perfect so we crept up and we attacked |
I took the first swing unexpected causing panic |
We was ruthless causing agony in public it was tragic |
Me and 'A dot' lost the plot, acting like we were from hell |
Beat this Breda to the floor beat his wifey up as well |
Clayton stood back shaking, wishing that he never came |
When from out of nowhere there was Alisha screaming my name |
She went my school |
She saw it all |
To make it worse I’m hearing sirens, I ain’t even trying handle |
I can hear the sirens coming |
I break the law; |
I will never change |
Step into my soul get your whole face rearranged |
See me on the tele but I ain’t no actor |
Running through the streets brave face it’s a jack one |
Real day light no shame like a lunatic |
Rain, hell, sleet or snow I ain’t new to it |
Show me what you got betta give it up quickly |
Lay them on their back if they try and fight swiftly |
Better mind out when they come through the manner man |
Keep em on their toes like hammer man |
It’s no joke man woman and child I’m seeking |
See no skets no age im creeping |
Anything through the door cold on the wheelers |
Duck from the feds and I roll with the Dealers |
Smile with your heart and stand on a sentance, |
My last day wasn’t like Eastenders |
Step into my soul get your whole face rearranged |
I break the law I will never change |