Lyrics Nothing - Denace

Nothing

I’m a monster on the beat, yeah
Call it intercourse, I’m going in of course
Skip the doctor, call the morgues
I’m killin' swiftly, come get me
You fuckers sickening to my stomach
I love it, you’re nothing!
I’m sicker than vomit, I strap myself and I bomb it, I’m on it
I’m the real deal, you’re a strap on, come on kid
What you got against me?
I sound like Em on the beat?
That’s insignificant son, try something newer with me
Shit, I knew I would be, so dick hard in your thoughts
I’m fucking your mind up, excuse me pardon my balls
Excusé me French, I’m just a little bit tense
You got my dick so hard I can pitch up a tent
What you got against me, huh?
NOTHING
What are you supposed to be, huh?
NOTHING
Wipe that smirk off your face
I kick snares, punch in bass, I’m a basket case
You’re NOTHING
I’m Ross, sipping 'em out
Liquor, my balls bigger, my dick is a tall pillar
Ass like a pickup, big ups to your mama Jenna Shea
Ride my bicycle, Skylar Grey
Man I’m sicker than a dick with herpes
Slurpees, anyone thirsty?
J-J-Jerk me 'til your nipples' perky
I spit for surely, for sure I hit it early, compared to me, you’re nerdy
An ass like a stallion, she’s in the Kentucky Derby
Oh, wait a minute, that’s some wack shit
Can I turn it back a tad bit?
No I can’t, shit, dammit, I’m going ham, sandwich
Bring your friends so I can dance with
Maybe lay down with the pants ripped
Where the hell are your hands at?
Stand on this dick 'til you can’t sit
Old Jack Daniels is off his rocker, too much vodka, an open knocker
Driving drunk with someone’s daughter, he’s going crazy, off the charter
No Lil' here, no Mr. Carter, I cut it up like you’re at the barber
It’s Denace, bitch, there is no other
Go ahead, ask your mother
What you got against me, huh?
NOTHING
What are you supposed to be, huh?
NOTHING
Wipe that smirk off your face
I kick snares, punch in bass, I’m a basket case
You’re NOTHING