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You Don't Own Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Iamkmd
Length: 4:05
Written by: Keanoh de Leon




Iamkmd - You Don't Own Me Lyrics




F*ck it
Imma just show off
Haha!

I'm the type smack a bitch in the face, go from base to base
Leave my kids on her face, left overs on a plate
Is this bitch expecting something from saving grace?
Bitch Imma prick, you can my suck dick, after that you ain't getting shit
Get in the stick shift wench and make my gears twist till I finally shift into fifth!

Imma crash this bitch into a pole, I'm so dope, the cups don't even hold
So get up bitch, put your eggs in the same basket
Let's get it cracking like the titans smashing krakens

Now get f*cking back on track cause my f*cking train of thoughts crashing
F*ck an hour glass, times never passing, I ate the glass and held the sand in my hand and

No no no
I'm so cold
No no no
Here we go go go

Here we go again, I'm sticking my dick in the same game
Smash a clear window pain on my brain, I'll bring back
Kurt Cobain to the game, then he and me compete to see whose more insane

I use my brain to mash words on the page, like a blood stain on the suicide note page
He left after he blew his brains out his face

Oh! (oh)

I've comeback just in time like a bitch getting f*cked and getting nut on her spine, get it dick face?
You pay no mind i know my brains lost so i gotta get fined

These cats ain't got the lines that come close or compare to mine
So design a rhyme that competes with mine bitch!

No no no
I'm so cold
No no no
Here we go go go

Now look bitch, you ain't nothing more, than a slut cunt whore
Legs open up like butterfly doors on a Porsche, or a dead body f*cked with rigamortis

Go f*ck yourself and die like David Carradine, I'm the one who spits fire
I drank f*cking kerosene and spit gasoline, on a rapper who thought he compared to me!

These cats can't lyrically mirror me
Cause i'm metaphorically better than pussies who come close or near boy
I got the same noise as the same boy who dyed his hair blonde, his nose comes to a point

Get it f*ckboy? ill shove my middle finger up your ass at a carnival
So i guess its f*ck your fair point boy!

No no no
I'm so cold
No no no
Here we go, go, go
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F*ck it
Imma just show off
Haha!

I'm the type smack a bitch in the face, go from base to base
Leave my kids on her face, left overs on a plate
Is this bitch expecting something from saving grace?
Bitch Imma prick, you can my suck dick, after that you ain't getting shit
Get in the stick shift wench and make my gears twist till I finally shift into fifth!

Imma crash this bitch into a pole, I'm so dope, the cups don't even hold
So get up bitch, put your eggs in the same basket
Let's get it cracking like the titans smashing krakens

Now get f*cking back on track cause my f*cking train of thoughts crashing
F*ck an hour glass, times never passing, I ate the glass and held the sand in my hand and

No no no
I'm so cold
No no no
Here we go go go

Here we go again, I'm sticking my dick in the same game
Smash a clear window pain on my brain, I'll bring back
Kurt Cobain to the game, then he and me compete to see whose more insane

I use my brain to mash words on the page, like a blood stain on the suicide note page
He left after he blew his brains out his face

Oh! (oh)

I've comeback just in time like a bitch getting f*cked and getting nut on her spine, get it dick face?
You pay no mind i know my brains lost so i gotta get fined

These cats ain't got the lines that come close or compare to mine
So design a rhyme that competes with mine bitch!

No no no
I'm so cold
No no no
Here we go go go

Now look bitch, you ain't nothing more, than a slut cunt whore
Legs open up like butterfly doors on a Porsche, or a dead body f*cked with rigamortis

Go f*ck yourself and die like David Carradine, I'm the one who spits fire
I drank f*cking kerosene and spit gasoline, on a rapper who thought he compared to me!

These cats can't lyrically mirror me
Cause i'm metaphorically better than pussies who come close or near boy
I got the same noise as the same boy who dyed his hair blonde, his nose comes to a point

Get it f*ckboy? ill shove my middle finger up your ass at a carnival
So i guess its f*ck your fair point boy!

No no no
I'm so cold
No no no
Here we go, go, go
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Writer: Keanoh de Leon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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