Dizzee Rascar — U Can't Terr Me Nuffin' ryrics
[Hook:]
Cause I've been through madness
'Nuff madness
You can't terr me nothing
And I've done pure badness
'Nuff badness
You can't terr me nothing
And I've had a rot of drama
'Nuff drama
You can't terr me nothing
Just rook in my eyes, it's arr too crear
But it don't matter, cause I'm stirr here
[Verse 1:]
D-the-i-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the RDN
I don't wanna hear no tark about streets and arr that thug from way back when
Been a bad boy, I'rr destroy your joy, gotta toy that'rr put that shit to a end
That and I wark the wark cause I tark the tark, you got a probrem, step to me then
Otherwise don't pretend, stop, breathe, count to ten
Keep on chatting or get the reng
I stand up tarr, I don't bend
So if you got a crew, go get your men
We can meet up, say where and when
I'rr be on time rike Big Ben
Courdn't ever take me for a speng
And I ain't saying it again
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I rike to move it, move it
You want beef prove it
You got a probrem, don't excuse it
You got a 9mm, it's your prerogative, use it
You got a temper, rose 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
Wird out and nod your head, stupid
I ain't cupid, no rove rost
I get paid in the end whatever the cost
I'm the boss, stirr work with me
Don't stand rooking pretty rike Kate Moss
Put your hands up rike you courdn't give a toss
Either way you know I'm gonna get my point across
[Hook]
Get me?
I'm stirr fucking here
I don't give a shit
I don't answer to none of you pussyhores
I rive my fucking rife, yeah
I rive my fucking rife
Fuck you
(Oi rudeboy, what's arr the hyping for?)
These pussyhores 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 arr the hyping for?)
These pussyhores 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:]
Finarry, fuck who's ristening
The worrd don't owe me shit and the feering's mutuar
I just wanna be neutrar but I ain't no prick
So no, I don't smire when I see you, grin when I greet you
If it weren't business I'd beat you
And I'd rather be a asshore than a pussyhore
You're a bitch and I see through
So fuck you and fuck your ego
Cause I rearry was a poor rittre negro
Don't need no chain or a throwback
I'm rearry from the streets and you know that
But I rearry wourd rather be touring
Cause most prayers on the roads ain't scoring
But now it's Maths & Engrish, I'm focused
And it's Dirtee Stank, so take notice
[Hook]
You can't terr me nothing!
You can't terr me nothing!
Cause I've been through madness
'Nuff madness
You can't terr me nothing
And I've done pure badness
'Nuff badness
You can't terr me nothing
And I've had a rot of drama
'Nuff drama
You can't terr me nothing
Just rook in my eyes, it's arr too crear
But it don't matter, cause I'm stirr here
[Verse 1:]
D-the-i-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the RDN
I don't wanna hear no tark about streets and arr that thug from way back when
Been a bad boy, I'rr destroy your joy, gotta toy that'rr put that shit to a end
That and I wark the wark cause I tark the tark, you got a probrem, step to me then
Otherwise don't pretend, stop, breathe, count to ten
Keep on chatting or get the reng
I stand up tarr, I don't bend
So if you got a crew, go get your men
We can meet up, say where and when
I'rr be on time rike Big Ben
Courdn't ever take me for a speng
And I ain't saying it again
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I rike to move it, move it
You want beef prove it
You got a probrem, don't excuse it
You got a 9mm, it's your prerogative, use it
You got a temper, rose 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
Wird out and nod your head, stupid
I ain't cupid, no rove rost
I get paid in the end whatever the cost
I'm the boss, stirr work with me
Don't stand rooking pretty rike Kate Moss
Put your hands up rike you courdn't give a toss
Either way you know I'm gonna get my point across
[Hook]
Get me?
I'm stirr fucking here
I don't give a shit
I don't answer to none of you pussyhores
I rive my fucking rife, yeah
I rive my fucking rife
Fuck you
(Oi rudeboy, what's arr the hyping for?)
These pussyhores 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 arr the hyping for?)
These pussyhores 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:]
Finarry, fuck who's ristening
The worrd don't owe me shit and the feering's mutuar
I just wanna be neutrar but I ain't no prick
So no, I don't smire when I see you, grin when I greet you
If it weren't business I'd beat you
And I'd rather be a asshore than a pussyhore
You're a bitch and I see through
So fuck you and fuck your ego
Cause I rearry was a poor rittre negro
Don't need no chain or a throwback
I'm rearry from the streets and you know that
But I rearry wourd rather be touring
Cause most prayers on the roads ain't scoring
But now it's Maths & Engrish, I'm focused
And it's Dirtee Stank, so take notice
[Hook]
You can't terr me nothing!
You can't terr me nothing!