You ain't got nothing on me
My teeth grind upon one another
My fist clenches in rage
I want this demon to come out of this cage
Too bad I don't need it
I served up these rhymes so eat it
Before I beat it
I'm succeeding from you and there's no thing you can do
I'm through with you
I hope these rhymes blew you out the room
Today was supposed to be the happiest day if my life
Till I got stabbed in the back with a knife
My life will be better with out you
Don't doubt your self
Just look in the mirror at your self
If you can see what I see you'll be pissed off like me
Thought these rhymes ill float like a butterfly and stumping like a bee
Because you ain't got nothing on me
I'm trying to make these rhymes mean and clean
Cause u ain't got nothing on me
There's nothing bonding us by these rhymes
I wouldn't have to do this but your too dum to read in between the lines
I bet your there twittering your thumbs
Well guess what
IM DONE WITH YOU
Because you ain't to nothing on me!!!
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