Released on January 31, 2011

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[Intro]

Fuck Skepta

Fuck Skepta

Fuck Skepta

Let me hear you say fuck Skepta

Fuck Skepta

Fuck Skepta

Fuck Skepta

Fuck Skepta


[Verse 1]

He sold out

I sold out, yeah

There weren't one ticket left, not even a chair

I should send you a postcard, I wish you were here

I wish you could see, I wish you could hear

I make 'em scream

When I come through with the rest of the team

I get it popping mainstream, still I'm the best in the scene

So I can understand why everybody wants to do it like me

No you don't do it like me

Nah, no, we ain't the same

You're never gonna do it, I'm doin' it again

Boy Better Know, we're moving too fast

You better move into a different lane

Oh what a shame

They though I weren't gonna bust, then I came

Took off the condom, made it rain

Left my stain all over the game

And these wannabes wanna be me

They disrespect me then they beg me for a retweet

Then we see, them on the camera, walking, talking try'na do it like me

No you don't do it like me


[Hook]

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

They really, really, really think they do it like me

But they don't do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

They really, really, really think they do it like me

But they don't do it like me


[Verse 2]

You call it money, I call it a piece of paper

You think I'm a human being, nah man I'm a freak of nature

Skepta, I've got the UK buzzing like a vibrator

Now my paper's looking higher than a sky scraper

Chipmunk told me don't watch no face

So I never leave home without my pencil case

24/7, I stay with my eraser

Put it up in the sky, nice and high, wave it side to side

Screaming rub 'em out, rub 'em out

Goodbye hater

See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya

Fuck your mixtape, I don't wanna feature

Couldn't give a shit about your album either

I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, no

You ain't been to a show until you been to my show

If you're looking for some action, man, I'm G.I Joe

I'm killing it, that's why them man are switching

They threw some dead punches, but I'm still alive and kicking

There's too many cooks in the kitchen, been tryna do it like me

No, you don't do it like me


[Hook]

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

They really, really, really think they do it like me

But they don't do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

They really, really, really think they do it like me

But they don't do it like me


[Verse 3]

Guess who's in the city, it's going off

They know I got money, but I ain't showing off

I drop it like it's hot

Fuck how much dough it costs

We're blowing up

But you man are blowing off

Blad, you're blowing out

You told Logan your mix CD was finished

But you're constipated, your shit ain't coming out

Man know I've got sick beats, and crazy vocals

MCs don't wanna see me on the scene, I take it old school like

Nah rude boy, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean you fool

Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool

Think that you're hard but you're soft like wool

I will lick a man in the jaw side with a stool

I'm a real bad boy but I still look cool

White gold chains and an iced out jewel

But they can't jack me because I'm not Ja Rule

Nah rude boy what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean?

I was born on September the 19th, don't care about February 14th

Pay me for my 16th before I start acting like it's Friday the 13th

With two black gloves and balaclava

CS gas and a meat cleaver

Pay me for my half hour

Before I start chopping off heads like King Arthur


[Interlude]

People here are starting to hail you as the king of grime, because you're the one person that has, stuck by this genre of music

I'm the, I'm the guy that really loves this music, I love grime bruvva

If there was a room, you get me, and a microphone and a PC lock me in there

I'm coming out with tunes, oh yeah maybe years old, yeah

But there ain't no-one else that does it like me


[Hook]

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

They really, really, really think they do it like me

But they don't do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

I know a lot of man that think they do it like me

They really, really, really think they do it like me

But they don't do it like me