Respect Me Lyrics & Chords By Dizzee Rascal

You people respect me, if it kills you
You people respect me, if it kills you
You people respect me, if it kills you
You people respect me, if it kills you

You people respect me, if it kills you
You people respect me, if it kills you
You people respect me, if it kills you
You people respect me, if it kills you

Do it how they didn't wanna do it
Now they wanna try and do it but I'm tellin them no
I'm in a predicament with imitators
Wanna take my style and have a bit of my flow
All this copy cattin' on my lyrics that there chattin'
Betta stop before the gunshot's blow
Do you really want it coz I really wanna give it
If you do just let me know
And I show arrogance and elegance
But no tolerance for nonsense
I bring violence, I'm a nuisance
Killer MC leave no evidence
I've got brains and intelligence
But no conscience, no innocence
We roll in the darkened silence
Represent us in any residence
And I swing for your chin with no hesitense
I'm a captain, ya betta bring your regiments
And you're a failure, don't have no relevence
I'm a champion, winner and a victor prick ya
So not ready so 'til ya see ya soul
Headed for the golden gates
No really, you monkeys are playin' with apes
Not guerilla warfare it's the coppers I carry this stick for
Plus I've had enough of these
Lil cheap comments from fake MCs
Bad minders and skat ladies
Talkin' about how it used to be
Well it's a brand new day
So leave me be
I don't need you so don't need me
Your opinion don't interest me
Don't like me, that's fine by me
Coz from Holly Street ta Hollywood, it's all good
From New York ta York Hall, it's all cool
You're a fool if ya think I'm gonna cease
Now honestly could there really be peace
It don't seem that way to tough
Stop with the games I play too rough
Must be smokin' too much puff
Divert or be deceased
UK rapper stabbed in Napa
'cause of gossip, 'cause of chatter
He's still breathin', he's still a dapper
Retaliate with gun clapper
Truthfully, I can't see very well
Don't flatter yourself, you're any girl
Them boys shoulda sent me ta hell
Now prepare for the beast

You people gonna respect me
Better make you respect me
You people gonna respect me
Better make you respect me
You people gonna respect me
Better make you respect me
You people gonna respect me
Better make you respect me

You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
(alright verse two I swear)

'Ey yo endless speculation I'm facin'
Constant controversial relations
To gun crime at garage events
With so many claims and no evidence
Suggesting I'm the reason
For the UK gun clap season
I'm legal, may I stress
To the fool for the sake of
Strident intelligence
Go ahead check my files all day
Bit of criminal damage and T-D-A
Might be a little bit of violent disorder
But I ain't never been locked away
Got some mates that have been convicted
Yer, so what, it's the hand life dealt them
We weren't blessed with the system's T-L-C
Government shoulda tried ta help them
Been a law breaker, ain't tryna hide it
As for the sentence, ain't tryna ride it
Stop that so I could do this
I'm legit, ya may as well kiss my
A-S-S P-L-E-A-S-E I'm L-E-G-I-T
You ain't got nothin' on me
But to the pricks who think I'm slack-in
Please don't ever be fooled, I'm pack-in
This is a welcome and it's a warning
Please don't ever just think I'm rappin'
You know the score, I'm raw from day
Still Dylan the Villain from around the way
Feel free to quote anything I say
Please don't ever just think I'm chattin'

People gonna respect me
I better make you respect me
People gonna respect me
I better make you respect me
People gonna respect me
I better make you respect me
People gonna respect me
I better make you respect me

You people gonna respect me if it kills you
You people gonna respect me if it kills you
You people gonna respect me if it kills you

I know what you're thinkin', it's gone too far now innit
Fuck it
If I don't speak, who's gonna speak for me
Stand up for myself in this shit
So fuck you
Unapologetic
Can't be, never have been, won't be a prick
Yer, that's it