Dizzee Rascal - U Can't Tell Me Nuffin' lyrics

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