[Hook:]
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 %#@! 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 $#&@ing here

I don't give a %#@!
I don't answer to none of you #~!!@holes
I live my $#&@ing life, yeah

I live my $#&@ing life
$#&@ you


(Oi rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?)
These #~!!@holes 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 #~!!@holes 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, $#&@ who's listening
The world don't owe me %#@! 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 $$#hole than a #~!!@hole
You're a (*##$ and I see through
So $#&@ you and $#&@ 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!