[Hook: Dizzee]

Who's riding? Who's riding?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

Who's flying? Who's flying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?

Who's shining? Who's shining?

I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?

Who's lying? Who's lying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's lying?

Who's riding? Who's riding?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

Who's flying? Who's flying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?

Who's shining? Who's shining?

I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?

Who's lying? Who's lying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

[Verse 1: Dizzee]

Jetsetting in the place, cap over the hood

Like I already should, I'm Hollywood

Still back in the day, I never even knew I could

Now it's foot in the door, it's all good

You might say it's all gravy

Putting in work, I'm not just a lazy 80s baby living crazy

Fuck me, pay me or get out the way

I'm like a broken TDK, you can't play me

Only God can save me

Therefore only God can restrain me

Quite simply and plainly, fuck the world, I'm Dick Cheney

Arsehole, definitely maybe

I'm shady with no overheads

I just blow the wedge

I wanna get some dap, I don't go to feds

I'm like Simon says

What I say is any booth gets put to bed, 'nough said

[Hook: Dizzee]

Who's riding? Who's riding?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

Who's flying? Who's flying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?

Who's shining? Who's shining?

I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?

Who's lying? Who's lying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's lying?

Who's riding? Who's riding?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

Who's flying? Who's flying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?

Who's shining? Who's shining?

I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?

Who's lying? Who's lying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

[Verse 2: Scrufizzer]

Word on the road, girls wanna fuck me

Niggas wanna rush me

Everybody tryna go on like they're really gully

It's funny, you man are bummy

Chatting and rapping about how you're gunning with a snub

You're a fool, you ain't no donny in the ends

You're a dead man walking, don't put money on my head

I won't let them trouble me again

The next time I come around bucking up a skeng

I'm ready to ride, ready to die like Machiavelli

Sparta marching, causing a storm like Halle Berry

Lines and rhymes, striking mine

When I rap [?]

They never thought I had it in me

Peeps can't seem to stop my whole roster

Seeking [?] posture

The demon is scheming, but I'm never paid in white

I keep aiming high, woop

[Hook: Dizzee]

Who's riding? Who's riding?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

Who's flying? Who's flying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?

Who's shining? Who's shining?

I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?

Who's lying? Who's lying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's lying?

Who's riding? Who's riding?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?

Who's flying? Who's flying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's flying?

Who's shining? Who's shining?

I'm on a paper chase, who's shining?

Who's lying? Who's lying?

I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?