U Can't Tell Me Nuffin'

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**king here I don't give a shit I don't answer to none of you pus*yholes I live my f**king life, yeah I live my f**king life f**k you (Oi rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?) These pus*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 pus*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**k who's listening The world don't owe me shit 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*shole than a pus*yhole You're a bitch and I see through So f**k you and f**k 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!