Lyrics Why Don't You - Tricky feat. Bella Gotti
I
don′t
want
to
be
told
what
to
do
So
fuck
I
hate,
it's
opinions
and
fuckin′
views
I
don't
fuck
with
you,
I'ma
do
what
I
do
I
do
shit
and
if
they
spit,
I
cannot
do
And
I′m
gettin′
'em
mad
to
get
wilder
now
Heads
will
crack
when
the
guitar
smash
Fence
on
my
back
when
the
crowd
react
They
get
high
off
their
fixes
and
loving
that
I′m
loving
cash,
rugged
trash,
rock
and
roll
all
over
the
gap
Dr.
Martens
and
a
bomber
jacket
on
my
back
They're
barely
in
one
part,
you
know
where
I′m
at
'Cause
me
- I
get
down
like
that
Choke
the
feelings,
I′m
a
heartattack
I'm
back
- you
wanna
be
part
of
that
I'm
nothin′
but
a
motherfuckin′
maniac
Why
don't
you
Why
don′t
you
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
Why
don′t
you
Why
don't
you
Why
don′t
you
go
and
get
fucked
I
don't
want
to
be
shown
how
to
live
You
are
gonna
find
me
with
a
tribalist
I
say
shit
I
like,
I'm
an
arsonist
If
you
ain′t
feelin′
it,
then
give
my
ass
a
kiss
And
I'll
make
you
sick,
I
go
nuts
for
shit
Fuckin′
up
the
bass
and
drum
in
this
I'm
a
leader,
bitch,
so
let
me
lead
a
bitch
Here′s
to
the
poor
comin'
for
the
rich
′Cause
I'm
loving
cash,
I'm
a
gutter
lass
Party
animal
until
I′m
dead
tonight
Me
- I
give
you
cardiac
Give
me
what
I
want,
don′t
play,
I'm
tainted
now
′Cause
me
- I'm
a
prompt
inmate
Smash
this
place
like
a
broken
plate
I′m
sick
- you
wanna
be
part
of
this
I'm
an
English
black
girl
herbalist
Why
don′t
you
Why
don't
you
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
Why
don′t
you
Why
don′t
you
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
Why
don′t
you
go
and
get
fucked
Actin'
like
you
can
get
touched
You
disagree
- you
don′t
see
much
You're
like
a
chick,
when
she′s
like
three
months
You
want
a
free
lunch
- pussy
boy,
go
crunch
Lies
twists
and
bends,
it
usually
ends
So
why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
Go
and
get
fucked
Go
and
get
fucked
Go
and
get
fucked
Go
and
get
fucked
I
don′t
want
to
be
told
what
to
say
There′s
enough
I'm
gonna
say
whatever′s
on
my
brain
I
don't
play
any
games,
better
stay
in
your
lane
When
I
bust
away,
don′t
remember
my
name
And
I'm
gettin′
to
Rome
'cause
they
love
my
snow
Give
me
an
English
motherfucker
and
I'll
take
′em
all
I′m
a
crazy
child
with
no
score
too
small
We
around
in
the
hood,
the
police
will
speed
dial
I'm
lovin′
this,
I
take
a
piss
I
can
piano
with
two
fingers,
bitch
And
two
big
guns,
so
the
menace
is
rich
Aim,
fire,
will
not
miss
'Cause
you
- you
wanna
live
like
this
You
wanna
break
all
the
rules
and
start
some
shit
I′m
sick
- you
wanna
be
just
like
me
You
wanna
break
all
the
laws
I'm
not
meant
to
breed
Why
don′t
you
Why
don't
you
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
Why
don′t
you
Why
don′t
you
Why
don't
you
go
and
get
fucked
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