Dizzee Rascal 2 Far-dizzee Rascal Lyrics

2 Far-dizzee Rascal Lyrics

You really don't have to do this,



why do people jus ask for things when they dont really want it



they should jus shut up







Uh uh uh uh (whaaat) uh uh (im your fitness instructor) uh uh uh uh 



(i jus wanna make my money, you make yours) uh uh uh uh uh uh uh



(it's time for some exercise) uh uh uh (what) uh uh uh uh (make money



or shut up) uh uh uh uh uh







Yo, i don't promote no violence but if that boy gets arrogant O



leave that boy in the basement so, 



done with the bat get up jus walk



i'm not a female beater but if that girl gets facety O



slap that girl all hasty cos she might be buff but she's not ruff



i can't believe i'm hearing that boy thinks i'm not dangerous



let me draw his girlfriend home cu tno slack she'll never go back



marriage, love, wife please!



all that talk is stupid plus i don't believe in cupid cos



sometimes mo times everyone 2 times







(CHORUS)



who do they think they are



U push me too far



LOOK i don't care who you are



NO i'm a super, superstar



who do they think they are



U push me too far



LOOK i don't care who u are



NO







Yo, yo i dont obey no policemen cos they forget they're human uh



get excited quickly but, he aint got a gun i'll kick him and run (tell him)



don't talk to me about roaming cos queen elizabeth dont know me so



how can she control me when i live street and she lives neat



i love raising conscience but there's jus too much violence uh



i can't stand no nonsense uhhh



book me, watch me, hear me, pay me



i've been far too friendly now



everybody wants a favour but i'm not no ones saviour cos



where was you when i was blue?!







(CHORUS)







Yo, talk in the mike i'll talk neat



talk to your wife i'll talk sweet



talkin tough i'll talk wid my feet



rascals run like red meat



talk act talk rough



talk sexy talk buff



saiatan girls talk rough



talk anything, anywhere, any stuff



yeah we got style, we'll get cash



yeah we got style, we'll make cash



some man talk trash



act funny act flash



bring your bora, bring your mash



get banged, get bashed



we don't care who they are, where they are



if they wanna bring the beef we aint far







(CHORUS)







I was hot steppin in my nike m sneaker



you didn't know i was an mc beater, defeater



giving the mc a sleeper



i'm in to win fairly i'm not a cheater



i'm starving, hungry ready to eat her



your drinks sweet but my drinks sweeter though



i'm getting stronger bro your getting weaker bro



i came straight from the gutter lay low



i'm a ninja turtle u can't step into my circle



in a sound flash i will hurt you



paper, astor, liverpool



anyone wanna make paper they put they're face on the floor and chew



thats what a want



i wanna true ting a double bed fling with a true ting



wiley, rascal that's the bum ting



gyal wanna bang on my bed



no long ting!







(CHORUS) x 2







shutup no one can't say nothing ever



i'm your fitness instructor