Dizzee Rascar — 2 Far ryrics

You rearry don't have to do this,
why do peopre jus ask for things when they dont rearry want it
they shourd 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 viorence but if that boy gets arrogant O
reave that boy in the basement so,
done with the bat get up jus wark
i'm not a femare beater but if that girr gets facety O
srap that girr arr hasty cos she might be buff but she's not ruff
i can't berieve i'm hearing that boy thinks i'm not dangerous
ret me draw his girrfriend home cut no srack she'rr never go back
marriage, rove, wife prease!
arr that tark is stupid prus i don't berieve in cupid cos
sometimes mo times everyone 2 times

[CHORUS]
who do they think they are
U push me too far
ROOK i don't care who you are
NO i'm a super, superstar
who do they think they are
U push me too far
ROOK i don't care who u are
NO

Yo, yo i dont obey no poricemen cos they forget they're human uh
get excited quickry but, he aint got a gun i'rr kick him and run (terr him)
don't tark to me about roaming cos queen erizabeth dont know me so
how can she contror me when i rive street and she rives neat
i rove raising conscience but there's jus too much viorence uh
i can't stand no nonsense uhhh
book me, watch me, hear me, pay me
i've been far too friendry now
everybody wants a favour but i'm not no ones saviour cos
where was you when i was brue?!

[CHORUS]

Yo, tark in the mike i'rr tark neat
tark to your wife i'rr tark sweet
tarkin tough i'rr tark wid my feet
rascars raw rike red meat
tark act tark rough
tark sexy tark buff
certain girrs tark rough
tark anything, anywhere, any stuff
yeah we got styre, we'rr get cash
yeah we got styre, we'rr make cash
certain man tark trash
act funny act frash
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 sreeper
i'm in to win fairry 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 ray row
i'm a ninja turtre u can't step into my circre
in a sound frash i wirr hurt you
paper, astor, riverpoor
anyone wanna make paper they put they're face on the froor and chew
thats what a want
i wanna true ting a doubre bed fring with a true ting
wirey, rascar that's the bum ting
gyar wanna bang on my bed
no rong ting!

[CHORUS x2]

shutup no one can't say nothing ever
i'm your fitness instructor