(Intro)

You don´t own me, don´t try to change me (nah, man... I´m not quite finished yet)

(Verse 1)

Girl, I think you just might of tried to pull a mo´fuckin´ fast one I´m mad
You just hurt my goddamn feelin´ and that was the last one I had
Does this look like an arcade tryin´ to play games see this saw blade see the silhouette of a stalker in your walkway better cooperate
Or get sauteed and rotisseried while you´re hog-tied
Mc´s get so quiet you can hear a mo´fuckin´ dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule stuntin´ on that ass like the fuckin´ Fall Guy
I don´t gas my Mercedes after midnight I treat it like a Mogwai
Cause it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids, women and men
VnnnVnnn motor so big, you can fit a midget in his engine
Bitch give me them digits, why you crigin´, not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spend-spend even 10 cents on you since when
Do you think it´s gonna cost me a pretty penny, shit if I think a penny´s pretty
Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me, eeny-meany
Miney-mo catch an Eskimo by his toe, while he´s trying to roll a snow ball
But don´t make him lose his cool, if he hollers better let him go, y´all
´Cuz...

(Chorus)

You don´t own me...now here we go, go, goooo...

(Verse 2)

Get up baby, get a move on, like a U-Haul you can rack your brain like pool balls
You won´t ever think of this shit, yeah honey you called
Well here I come, Havoc on the beat I wreak it, evil I see, hear and speak it
Lady put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same basket, you can count every mo´fuckin´ chicken ´fore it hatches
Cause you can bet yer ass that, we gon´ get it crackin´
Like the Kraken, and Titans when they´re clashin´ get your brains bashed in
So bad you gon´ have Kurt Cobain askin´ to autograph a blood-stained napkin
Unfashionable and ´bout as rational as rash on a fag´s asshole
Now let´s take that line, run it up the flagpole
With Elton, see if he´s cool with it, don´t stand there and look stupid at
Me, bitch I ain´t in the mood for this shit, get my dick Google it
´Til it pops up, ya´ll are so motherfuckin´ full of shit that yer stopped-up
Me I´m always shittin´, diarrhea of the month, ´til your speakers crap out, ahp! What?
Girl you git a hot butt, like a lit cigarette, chig-chigga-ret chigga but you wont get a hot fudge sundae from me, so do not strut my way slut, because...

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
I´ma show you why I came, so you stop askin´ me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut cunt whore, I know you want more
Bitch it´s time to put the "math" back in the Mathers cause i´m a fuckin´ problem, run boy
Every flow got it mastered, so every last word that you fuckin´ fags heard comes straight from the fish´s ass, yeah, in other words I´m a bass-turd
Lookin´ at me like I killed Kenny, gas in the tank yeah, still plenty
No morals are instilled in me, so remorse I really don´t feel any
Eat your heart out Hannibal, understandable why you´re jealous, fuck an animal
I got cannibal magnetism can´t resist him now can ya, ho?
Shady, I don´t understand your flow, understand my flow? Bitch, I flow like Troy Polamalu´s hair, boy
Don´t you dare try to follow or compare, boy
I´m raw, you ain´t even medium-rare, stay the fuck out of my hair boy
You can look, you can stare, point- but you can´t touch I´m to clairvoyant
I don´t get it man, is there a void all this weak shit?
What am I, steroids?
Well, butch I´m back with some shit for that ass, and your trunk, Elephant hemorrhoids
And remember boy...

(Outro)

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