2 Far (featwiley) Lyrics - Boy In Da Corner - Dizzee Rascal

You really don't have to do this 

Why do people jus ask for things 

When they don't really want it 

They should just shut up 

Uh uh uh uh 

(What?) 

Uh uh 

(I'm your fitness instructor) 

Uh uh uh uh 

(I jus wanna make my money) 

(You make yours) 

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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 

Photos 

I can't believe I'm hearing that 

boy thinks I'm not dangerous 

Let me draw his girlfriend home 

Cut no 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 two times 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No I'm a super, superstar 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No 

Yo, yo, I don't obey no policemen 

Cos they forget they're human, uh 

Get excited quickly but 

He ain't got a gun I'll kick him and run 

Don't talk to me about roaming cos 

Queen Elizabeth don't 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 

I can't stand no nonsense 

Book me, watch me, hear me, pay me 

I've been far too friendly now 

Everybody wants a favor but 

I'm not no ones savior cos 

Where was you when I was blue? 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No I'm a super, superstar 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No 

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 raw like red meat 

Talk act talk rough 

Talk sexy talk buff 

Certain girls talk rough 

Talk anything, anywhere, any stuff 

Yeah, we got style, we'll get cash 

Yeah, we got style, we'll make cash 

Certain 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 ain't far 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No I'm a super, superstar 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No 

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 you 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 

That's 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 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No I'm a super, superstar 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No I'm a super, superstar 

Who do they think they are 

You push me too far 

Look, I don't care who you are 

No 

Shutup! 

No one can't say nothing ever 

I'm your fitness instructor