lirik lagu kurout – you don’t own me
16 years old got nowhere to go
every night’s a battle cuddle up your own
facing cough and cold hands are my pillow
the bench is my bed throat is choked
and this tribute goes to gore
sick of the lock on the door
-ssumptions are lores
keep on coming more
kick on running or
pick on cunning ch0r-s
kick on dummy doors
you don’t own me coz
hook-
you don’t own me, i’m not just one of your many toys
you don’t own me, don’t say i can’t go with other boys
don’t tell me what to do and don’t tell me what to say
and please when i go out with you, don’t put me on display coz
tell me how wack i am so that i can show the worst side my mirror has
burst my lungs out with the sound as you open your mouth it’s a cheap attack
so earphones on lips shaky call me mental better than i listen that
i hear people saying never lie then i hear gandhi screaming where my liqour at
people are left like a bleeding effect i be beating my chest when the apple be found
you scared of stepping i’m into a black hole it’s the event horizon no turning around
sharing with the world as if they give a f-ck can you hide all your pain without making a sound
dreaming of success all day all night waking up in a mansion as i’m shooting platinum rounds
but stay on the ground sway pen like warrior
try to see while i try to hide my cornea
eyeballing me for the truth but f-ck that
i keep eyes at the sky i got hypertropia
puppet of the bad i’m moriarty
tattoo my brain that’s the artist y’all be
i don’t trust myself when you stand by me
that’s why they call you the society
i’m questing up again, questioning my brain
where’s my f-cking dad m caught up in the chain
everyday’s a struggle, it’s the f-cking same
m sick of depending upon the beggers for my grains
thoughts are coming outta pallets in a tray
painting while i ride upon a pegasus away
got a lot to say you judging me today
f-ck you call me hater you don’t own me
hook-
you don’t own me, i’m not just one of your many toys
you don’t own me, don’t say i can’t go with other boys
don’t tell me what to do and don’t tell me what to say
and please when i go out with you, don’t put me on display coz
rapture –
you don’t own me
i’m not a product or no commodity
i’m an artist and my art is not free
i’m leading my pack, no following sheep
if i make a cut then you gonna bleed
fighting from day one, i’m balling in streets
respect and money is all i need
i don’t rep no hood, i rep no clique
you point a finger, you get the fist
i don’t sell drugs, i don’t smoke trees
no alcohol, only c0ke please
i don’t ride around with my homies
i don’t hang around with the cool g’s
my brothers are cold, they got the heat
when cops showed up, they had to freeze
this street life never isn’t cool bro
cause a dead body is the cost of peace
have you ever seen someone get caught?
have you ever seen someone get shot?
have you ever seen someone on death bed talk?
covered in blood? when breath stops
the world then sees the next half…
the aim, the pain is blacking out
who the f-ck is bragging now?
are you happy now?
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