[Hook:]
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Cause I've been through madness
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'Nuff madness
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You can't tell me nothing
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And I've done pure badness
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'Nuff badness
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You can't tell me nothing
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And I've had a lot of drama
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'Nuff drama
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You can't tell me nothing
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Just look in my eyes, it's all too clear
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But it don't matter, cause I'm still here
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[Verse 1:]
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D-the-i-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the LDN
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I don't wanna hear no talk about streets and all that thug from way back when
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Been a bad boy, I'll destroy your joy, gotta toy that'll put that shit to a end
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That and I walk the walk cause I talk the talk, you got a problem, step to me then
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Otherwise don't pretend, stop, breathe, count to ten
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Keep on chatting or get the leng
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I stand up tall, I don't bend
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So if you got a crew, go get your men
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We can meet up, say where and when
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I'll be on time like Big Ben
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Couldn't ever take me for a speng
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And I ain't saying it again
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2:]
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I like to move it, move it
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You want beef prove it
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You got a problem, don't excuse it
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You got a 9mm, it's your prerogative, use it
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You got a temper, lose it
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If not just bounce to the music
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That's a better choice anyway, choose it
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Cause you know that you can't refuse it
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Watch the beat, how I bruise it
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Wild out and nod your head, stupid
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I ain't cupid, no love lost
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I get paid in the end whatever the cost
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I'm the boss, still work with me
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Don't stand looking pretty like Kate Moss
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Put your hands up like you couldn't give a toss
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Either way you know I'm gonna get my point across
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[Hook]
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Get me?
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I'm still fucking here
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I don't give a shit
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I don't answer to none of you pussyholes
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I live my fucking life, yeah
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I live my fucking life
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Fuck you
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(Oi rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?)
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These pussyholes don't want no war
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They are just acting, I've seen it before
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They are just acting, I've seen it before
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(Rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?)
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These pussyholes don't want no war
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They are just acting, I've seen it before
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They are just acting, I've seen it before
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[Verse 3:]
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Finally, fuck who's listening
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The world don't owe me shit and the feeling's mutual
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I just wanna be neutral but I ain't no prick
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So no, I don't smile when I see you, grin when I greet you
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If it weren't business I'd beat you
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And I'd rather be a asshole than a pussyhole
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You're a bitch and I see through
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So fuck you and fuck your ego
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Cause I really was a poor little negro
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Don't need no chain or a throwback
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I'm really from the streets and you know that
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But I really would rather be touring
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Cause most players on the roads ain't scoring
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But now it's Maths & English, I'm focused
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And it's Dirtee Stank, so take notice
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[Hook]
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You can't tell me nothing!
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You can't tell me nothing!
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U Can't Tell Me Nuffin'
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| Dizzee Rascal |
