[Hook]
Blud when you hear them [bad word] I can hear them [bad word] [bad word] when you hear the [bad word] I can hear them [bad word] 
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
Limehouse police 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 eight-thirty
For a fright night I had recently
Say they got me on CCTV
And them pussyole boys told on me

Can't understand why these boys keep snitchin'
Can't understand why these boys keep [bad word] 
Now I'm hot tempered feel like switchin'
Can't stand still trigger finger itchin'

Gotta stay calm, gotta keep my cool
If I go jail, I'll be a [bad word] fool
Gotta rise up, gotta stand up tall
Can't let them see the end of Dizzee Rascal

[Hook]x2

Yo man, let's take it back
To that old school storytelling [bad word]  get me

1 day I was with my bredren Aido roaming the street
On the main road hungry, looking for somethin' to eat
Not no burger or no chips, [bad word]  that's easily digested
It's the [bad word] that if you're caught, you'll be easily arrested

We was on the robbing street, I forgot to mention Clayton
Was dis bredder rollin' wit us, he was scared and it was blatant
He was panned back to the story

Aido spotted a man straight ahead of us in the distance
With his wifey holdin' hands, so we followed 'em
Into this little alleyway into the flats

And when we thought the time was perfect
We crept up and we attacked, I took the first swing
Unexpected causin' panic, we [bad word] Causin' agony it was public it was tragic

Me and Aido lost the plot, acting like we were from [bad word] Put his bredder to the floor, moved his wifey up as well
Clayton stood back shakin' wishing that he never came
Then from outta nowhere was Alisha screaming out my name

She's went my school, she saw it all
And by this time she's crying
And to make it worse I'm hearing sirens
I ain't even tryin' to hang around

[Hook]x2

I can hear them [bad word] x2
I break the law I will never change x3

Step into my zone, get your whole face rearranged
See me on the telly but I ain't no [bad word] through the street brave face
It's a jack war

Broad daylight no shame like a lunatic
Rain, hail, sleet or snow, I ain't new to it
Show me what you got, better give it up quickly
Lay them on their back if they chat back swiftly

Better mind out when [bad word] through the manor man
Keep them on their toes like hammer, man
It's no joke man, woman and child I'm seeking
See no , no age, I'm creeping

Anything for the dough, cold and the wheelers
Duck for the feds and I roll with the dealers
Roll with the hard heads signed young offenders
No my life ain't nothing like eastenders

Step into my zone get your whole face rearranged
I break the law I will never change