Graftin' Lyrics & Chords By Dizzee Rascal

[DIZZEE TALKING]
So what you thinkin' 'bout London city now aye,
What'cha think you know ?
Big Ben tells the time

[BACKGROUND]
East London, ghetto, west London, ghetto, north London ghetto, south London
East London, ghetto, west London, ghetto, north London ghetto, south London

[VERSE 1]
I'm the London hustler, a golden grind, grind.
Young hustlers we graft all the time,
Dawn or dark, non stop UK walk.
Yo as a hustler in the city before I came to stack
Kord knows I got the devil on ma back
It's a cold world, gotta stay on track
Dog eat dog, others gain if you lack
In the LDN, where I learn to attract
Calm that, I can show you where it's at
First things first, get a block 'n' a flat
Next up, get a black hoodie and a hat
Living in the big brother's camera view
Giving my axe to the boys in blue
Straight 5 years, getting caught, that's you
Sitting in a cell, still wondering who couldn't keep quiet
Now you're on a diet
Mash potato, cauliflower and stew
Pissed off with not a lot to do
And the word on the street don't ever seem new
And resisting arrest don't even seem true
Endless hype, who do you believe?
And will it ever relieve the loneliness at night
Let's see if you remain convinced on
And will it ever relieve the loneliness, let's see
If you remain convinced, you might know full well
The streets are like a few more marks, a couple more ranges
Other than that, not a lot ever changes

[CHORUS]
Sky looks grey in London city
We stay graftin', 'cos we're gritty
Hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,
Sky looks grey in London city
We stay graftin', 'cos we're gritty
Hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,

[VERSE 2]
I used to roll money up against the wall
Didn't ever wanna play hopscotch, well I'm clinical
Parking life cos I'm dark in the white man's crotch
And I've been doing this since Tamagotchigi
Show anybody in my face, invadin' my space,
I'll bring it on star, bring it on star, WATCH!
I'll end your hours on the clock, I'll end your days
You'll think I'm crazed when I give you the midnight rock
End of sentence...full stop.
Now what you gonna say about that,
I'll put all your plans on lock
Make you put all your mans on the spot
I'm totally everything that you're not
I'm totally mad, you've lost the plot
To even consider getting me got,
Carried off to a hospital block in shoc
On the table, ready to operate, never mate,
I dictate and relegate, who's heavyweight
I'm king of the ring, make moves in any state
LDN we do our thing

[CHORUS]
Sky looks grey in London city
We stay graftin', 'cos we're gritty
Hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,
Sky looks grey in London city
We stay graftin', 'cos we're gritty
Hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly,

Damn right, yeah
Young hustlers, London city stand up
I'm a show you, its gritty out ere
Yeah man serious...
I swear to you, it ain't all teacups (nah man)
Up in Buckingham Palace (nah man)
I'm a show you how gritty it is out here (yeah man)
Serious
You gonna know
You gonna understand
It's Dizzee Rascal solo
I'm ere, what
Ghetto UK stand up
Dizzee Rascal gi' us a bell!
I swear to you...