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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 Aus Songtexte Mania