[Intro]
Stand up tall

[Verse 1]
Raskit Boy in da Corner, I still Roll Deep
Youngstar gimme the beat and let me prove
London city forever, you know I still creep
Ain't no stopping me ever your best move
Live O Ghetto, I rep it with no redemption
World wide critics acclaim I'm big news
Showtime main event you can't defeat
Dizzee Ras, not on your Nelly I can't lose

[Pre-Chorus]
East side boy I make da paper rise
Never been anything like these faker guys
Big up my north west, south east ties
Every section where my connection lies
East side boy I make the crowd go loops
Never had a desire for shiny suits (Nope)
Big up my Midlands, up north troops
Any place my face gathers up groups

[Chorus]
Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall
Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half-hearted, give it all
Pull up your socks and stand up tall
Backs up, backs up, back off the wall
Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half-hearted, give it all
Pull up your socks and stand up tall
[Verse 2]
You can't run the marathon without training
Or stretch the art form without straining
Too much hype not enough braining
Whole lot o' money, little maintaining
Whole lot o' complaining, no plan (What?)
Little more, no less then ten grand
Blinging, ice sitting nice in your hand
Too much platinum, not enough land

[Pre-Chorus]
East side boy I make the paper rise
Never been anything like these faker guys
Big up my Ireland, Scotland ties
Every section where my connection lies
East side boy I made the crowd go loops
Never had a desire for shiny suits (Nope)
Big up my Europe, USA troops
Any place my face gathers up groups

[Chorus]
Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall
Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half-hearted, give it all
Pull up your socks and stand up tall
Backs up, backs up, back off the wall
Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half-hearted, give it all
Pull up your socks and stand up tall
[Bridge]
To my east-side crew get paper
To my west-side crew get paper
To my south-side crew get paper
I tell the player hater, "see you later"
To my north-side crew get paper
To my midlands crew get paper
To my up north crew get paper
I tell the player hater, "see you later"
(Dizzee Rascal, the livest, loudest, dirtiest, grimiest
Most hot, Dirtee Stank
London stand up tall)

[Verse 3]
Don't be silly, come with your milly, I'm like billy
Don't be dumb, come with your gun, I ain't fun
When I come I'm coming to stun, you get bunned
Midnight, broad daylight fight, dogfight
You don't really want it with Dizzee, I get busy
You don't really want me to pop, I get fizzy
Real fizzy bill up a zoot, we smoke whizzy
He knows, she knows, we're tough negros
Forever ready and I'll be ready forever
You don't wanna try a ting, I'll put holes in your leather
So please never ever try try and be clever
I'll be wetting MC's like rainy weather
To the two faced get your screw face laced in
Get chased and get placed in the bin
Get a slicing, battering, working
Dizzee boy don't stop til it's hurting
[Chorus]
Get your backs up, backs up, back off the wall
Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half-hearted, give it all
Pull up your socks and stand up tall
Backs up, backs up, back off the wall
Sounds of the Youngstar and Dizzee Rascal
Don't give it half-hearted, give it all
Pull up your socks and stand up tall