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Only I dissed you in the first place
Was you denied seeing me
Now I'm off

Sit back, homie,
In fact grab a six
Kick back I kick facts
Yeah Dre, sick

Perfect way to get
Wanna hear wick-wack?
I got the exact tat
That's on Nick's

I'm now
Oh gee, is supposed to be me
In the video with the
Wow Mariah, expect you to go balls out
Bitch, shut the up before I put all them phone calls out

You made to my house when you was before Nick
When you was on my dick and give you somethin to about
How many times you fly to my house? Still to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz been so long
If i had on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio
and sending it to mastering to make it loud

Enough dirt on you to you
is what the fuck I do
Mariah, it ever to you that I still have pictures?
However you to do
And that for Nick too
Faggot, you I'm scared of you?

You gonna ruin my career, you get one
I'mma sit and fight with you over some slut, bitch-cunt
That made me put up with her psycho-ass over 6
And spread her legs to let me hit once

Yeah, what you gonna say? I'm
Tell the public that I was so
That you had to be drunk to fuck me?
Second What the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the week we were dry humping
That's gotta for something

Listen girly, surely you don't want me to talk
How I nutted early, 'cause I ejaculated
And bust all over your belly and you almost hurling
And said I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs

Or you do, but if I'm embarrassing me
I'm embarrassing you, and you dare say it isn't true
As long as the song's getting airplay, I'm you
I'm a hair away from getting carried and getting sued

I was stop at 16, that was 32
is 34 bars, we ain't even a third of the way through
Damn Slim, Mariah you. Mariah who?
Oh, did I say "whore", Nick? I meant a too

Like I've goin' off on you all this time for no reason
Girl you out ya alcholic
ya wine cellar, look at the amounts of all the wine
Like I fuckin' sit around and think you all the time

I just this shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme
But fuck it now I'm to draw the line
And for you to it that's a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb
I can describe of your house you wouldn't find

On an episode of Cribs, a blow the ribs
If I hear another word so don't go opening jibs
'Cause every you do it's like an over load of fibs
I ain't saying shit again, ho, you know what it is

a warning shot before I blow up your whole spot
Call my bluff and I'll every fucking thing I got
Including the voicemails right you flipped your top
me and Luis were trying to stick two CD's in the same slot

Slim Shady, Slim Shady, I you
I you too
Let me sweet nothings into your ear, boo
Now what you
It's
Yeah, so what do
Is refresh your when you said, "I want you"

Now should I keep going, or we call truce?
You you cute, right?
You bet your ass I do
I'm Poppins, B
And I'm Superman, mmm
Mary P., Slim
at you

So if you'll still be my baby
Then still be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm right
You this
Nope, not anymore

It like a knife when I tell you get a life
But I'm movin' on mine
Nick, is that wife?
Well tell her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her
If she don't stick to the script, then just keep goin'

I see Mary Ann. Ann's saying, "Cut the tape, cut the tape"
Knife!