Tricky - Why Don't You lyrics

(feat. Bella Gotti) [Bella Gotti:] I don't want to be told what to do So f** I hate, it's opinions and f**in' views I don't f** with you, I'ma do what I do I do sh** 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 motherf**in' maniac [Tricky:] Why don't you Why don't you Why don't you go and get f**ed Why don't you Why don't you Why don't you go and get f**ed [Bella Gotti:] I don't want to be shown how to live You are gonna find me with a tribalist I say sh** I like, I'm an arsonist If you ain't feelin' it, then give my a** a kiss And I'll make you sick, I go nuts for sh** f**in' up the ba** and drum in this I'm a leader, b**h, so let me lead a b**h Here's to the poor comin' for the rich 'Cause I'm loving cash, I'm a gutter la** 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 [Tricky:] Why don't you Why don't you Why don't you go and get f**ed Why don't you Why don't you Why don't you go and get f**ed Why don't you go and get f**ed 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 - p**y boy, go crunch Lies twists and bends, it usually ends So why don't you go and get f**ed Why don't you go and get f**ed Go and get f**ed Go and get f**ed Go and get f**ed Go and get f**ed [Bella Gotti:] 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 motherf**er 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, b**h 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 sh** I’m sick - you wanna be just like me You wanna break all the laws I’m not meant to breed [Tricky:] Why don't you Why don't you Why don't you go and get f**ed Why don't you Why don't you Why don't you go and get f**ed