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RWD The Legacy
Disc 1
01. Fix Up, Look Sharp
02. Pass Out
03. Pow (Forward)
04. Traktor
05. Game Over
06. Earthquake
07. Wearing My Rolex
08. Still Speedin' (remix)
09. Hitz
10. Anthemic
11. Young Guns
12. Are You Not Entertained
13. Doing It Again
14. Let It Go
15. Chip Diddy Chip
16. Never Be Your Woman (Shy FX radio edit)
17. On a Mission
18. Good Times
Disc 2
01. 21 Seconds
02. Booo!
03. Little Bit of Luck
04. Do You Really Like It?
05. Bound for the Reload
06. Rewind
07. Champagne Dance
08. The Heartless Theme (a.k.a. Superglue Riddim)
09. Oi!
10. Too Many Man
11. Migraine Skank
12. Headz, Shoulderz, Kneez & Toez
13. Let's Start the Party (Supa Bad remix)
14. Fit but You Know It (MC's remix)
15. Keep Moving
16. Overtime
17. Safe
18. Lord Knows
Disc 3
01. Take That
02. Ps & Qs
03. Up Your Speed
04. Bluku Bluku
05. Serious
06. Saviour
07. Funky Anthem
08. Winner
09. Lego
10. Murkle Man
11. Dark Knight
12. Ring the Alarm
13. Don't Ask Me
14. Rider
15. Off Track
16. Destruction (Spartan)
17. East London Is Back
18. Bada Bing!
It's okay, I'm good, let's go!
Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out
We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out
And we can do this until we pass out
Let it rain, let it pour away
And we won't come down
Until we hit the ground and pass out

Yeah, I'm in charge now
I'm a star and I brought my fuckin' cast out
I live a very, very, very wild lifestyle
Heidi and Audrina eat your heart out
I used to listen to you, don't wanna bring arms out
I got so many clothes, I keeps some in my aunts house
Disturbing London baby, we about to branch out
Soon I'll be the King like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with the fresher's
20 light bulbs around my table and my dresser
ClC Kompressor, just in case that don't impress her
Say hello to Dexter, say hello to uncle Fester,
I got them gazing at my necklace and my crazy sun protectors
G-shocks, I got a crazy thumb collection
Haters, I can't fuckin' hear your reception

Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out
We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out
And we can do this until we pass out
Let it rain, let it pour away
And we won't come down
Until we hit the ground and pass out

Yeah, this she was meant to last me 24 hours man
Ok, I'm good

Yeah, they say hello, they say hola, and they say bonjour
I'm pissed, I never got to fly on a Concord
I been Southampton but I've never been to Scunthorpe
I'm fuckin' crazy with the kicks, call me Jean Claude
I'm 'bout to be a bigger star than my mum thought
'Cause every day I got a groupie at my front door
Now I drive past the bus I used to run for
Where's my fucking clap, where's my encore?
I walk alone 'cause I was born alone
I chirps her just for fun, I'll never ever call her phone
I'll leave her in the club, I'll never ever walk her home
DL the fuckin' foundation, I'm the cornerstone
I'm born famous, I'm sorta known
And if your son doesn't, I bet your daughter knows
Check out my visual, check out my audio
Extraordinary yo, hope you enjoy the show

Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out
We bring the women and the cars and the cards out
Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out
And we can do this until we pass out
Let it rain, let it pour away
And we won't come down
Until we hit the ground and pass out

Uh, look at me, I've been a cheeky bastard, man and
Look at all the drama we started, now I'm
In here layin' on my back
Sayin' DJ, won't ya gimmie one more track?

So we let it rain, let it pour away
We won't come down
Until we hit the ground and pass out
So we let it rain, let it pour away
And we won't come down
Until we hit the ground and pass out
Pass out