Don't Tell Me What to Do

I can turn my head without someone trying to influence me
Eat this, buy this, pee here
Yo, fuck you man
You don't know what's best for me I do and even if I don't I'll find out soon
Don't tell me what to do!

Commercial breaks got my brains at stake, your so called goods are fucking fake
It's making me irate
Mostly 'cause I can't escape, so don't look my way I'm filled with hate
You should take the blame for most my mistakes, too bad I've never seen your face

Don't tell me what to do!
Not at all! Not at all!
Don't tell me what to do!
Standing tall! I'm standing tall!
Don't tell me what to do!
Not at all! Not at all!
Don't tell me what to do!
Standing tall!

Tied of you gimmicks
And were tired of your images
Tired of your messages
And were tired of your influence

Back the fuck up
Your existence is a nuisance
Propaganda propagating fucking douches

Don't tell me what to do!
Not at all! Not at all!
Don't tell me what to do!
Standing tall! I'm standing tall!
Don't tell me what to do!
Not at all! Not at all!
Don't tell me what to do!
Standing tall!



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Al Samuel Honore, Jason Bannon, Abraham Sanabria Jr, Mason Orfalea, Honor Kadim Titus
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