Dizzee Rascal, Florence + the Machine - You Got the Dirtee Love lyrics

Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless
Tryna live like entertainers
Want a fat crib with the acres
So they spend money that they ain’t made yet
Got a Benz on tik that they ain’t paid yet
Spend their pay cheque in the
West End on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the weekend
But they don’t care 'cause their
Life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly
Truthfully, it’s a joke
Like a bad episode of Hollyoaks
Can’t keep up with the cover notes
So they got bad credit
Livin’ on direct debit in debt
They still don’t get it
'Cause they too busy livin’ the high life
The night life


Huggin’ the high when livin’ it
Large and they all say

Sometimes it seems that the going
Is just too rough
And things go wrong no matter what I do
(That's right) now and then it seems that
Life is just too much
But, you’ve got the love I
Need to see me through

Check it, yo
Let me take you down to London city
Where the attitude’s bad and the weather is–
Everybody’s on a paper chase
It’s one big rat race
Everybody's got a screw face
So many two-face
Checkin' their high just like
They're ready to ride
I’m on the inside looking at the–
So it’s an accurate reflection
City wide, north, east
West and the south side
Everywhere, I go there’s a goon on the corner
Guns and drugs 'cause the city’s like a sauna
And it’s getting warmer, and out of order
Tryna put a struggling mother to a mourner
Mr politician, can you tell me the solution?
What’s the answer? What’s the conclusion?
Is it an illusion? Is it a mirage?
I see youngens die because
They tryna live large and they all say

Sometimes I feel like throwing my
Hands up in the air (Put your hands up)
I know I can count on all of you
(That's right, that's right)
Sometimes I feel like saying
"Lord I just don’t care" (Woah)
But, you’ve got the love I
Need to see me through
(Check it, check it, come on, come on)
You got the love (Who’s got the love?)
You got the love (Who’s got the love?)
You got the love
(That’s right, that's right, that's right
That's right)
You got the love (Who’s got the love?)
You got the love (Who’s got the love?)
You got the love (Check it, yo)

Yo, we're living in the days
Of the credit crunch
Give me the dough, I’m tryna have a bunch
But, I can't have rice for lunch
It's not there, ain't enough to share
It ain't fair
Never dreamed that he could be rare
Who cares, who dares to make a change?
Everybody's in the club trying
To make it rain but not for famine
Just for the sake of having
15 minutes of fame and everywhere’s the same
Again and again, I see the same thing
Everybody acting like they
Their plane sailin’
But, I see rough seas ahead
Maybe a recession
And then a depression in whatever profession
This is my confession, I can’t front
I’m in the forefront living for money
Ready to start like a bungee jump
With no rope
But I ain’t tryna see the bottom
Because that's where I came from
I ain’t forgotten

You got the love (Who’s got the love?)
You got the love you got the love
(That’s right, that's right, that's
Right, that's right, and again)
You got the love (C'mon, c'mon)
You got the love (Woahhhh)
You got the love (Woo)
Who’s got the love? Who's got the love?
Who's got the love? Come on and again, c'mon
Sometimes I feel like throwing my
Hands up in the air
I know I can count on all of you
Sometimes I feel like saying
"Lord I just don’t care"
But, you’ve got the love I
Need to see me through