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Abrasive Wheels > Nothing to prove > 3 - Nothing to prove

You don’t like my hair

The clothes that I wear

You’ve got a problem with my attitude

You don’t like my music

You say it’s abusive

It’s got no class and it’s downright lewd

I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve nothing to prove

I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve nothing to prove

I don’t think I’m going crazy

I might be slightly radged

But what you see, is what you get

And I’m not all that bad

‘cause I’ve got nothing to prove

I do what I want

I say what I feel

I tell you it straight and I keep it real

If you’ve got a problem

Then you’ve got to solve them

Get out of my face ‘cause I’m the real deal

I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve nothing to prove

I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve got nothing, I’ve nothing to prove

I don’t think I’m going crazy

I might be slightly radged

But what you see, is what you get

And I’m not all that bad

‘cause I’ve got nothing to prove

I’ve got nothing to prove

You got nothing to prove

We’ve got nothing to prove

Have you got something to prove

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