Heīs a nasty one
Canīt take youīre number one
He just hates when you are right
Heīs going to hang me high
Filling you up with lies
Donīt want to have his kind around
Canīt you tell me something new
Lack of talent, it must be cruel
If you cant sing or dance
This is your only chance
Tell them all what they should do
Look at that ugly face
You can smell her hate
But girl, try to report the truth
Canīt you tell me something new
Lack of talent, it must be cruel
What you do and what you say is who you are
Donīt try to decieve me
Do you believe me now
We have to put them down
Theyīre just wasting our time
Lack of confidence, explains the arrogance
Donīt wanna have this kind around
My review: They gotta go!
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