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

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

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

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

You made to my house when you was wild-n-out Nick
you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about
How times you fly to my house? Still trying to count
Better shut your mouth if you don't want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz it's so long
If i had something on you I did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm our studio session
Down and it to mastering to make it loud

dirt on you to murder you
This is what the I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have
you prefer to do
And that for Nick too
Faggot, you I'm scared of you?

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

Yeah, what you gonna I'm lucky?
the public that I was so ugly
That you fucking had to be drunk to me?
Second base? the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we were dry
gotta count for something

Listen girly, surely you want me to talk about
How I nutted early, 'cause I ejaculated
And bust all over your and you almost started hurling
And I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs curling?

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

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

Like I've been goin' off on you all this time for no
Girl you out ya mind
Check ya wine cellar, look at the of all the wine
Like I fuckin' sit and think about you all the time

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

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

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

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

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

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

It cuts like a when I tell you get a life
But I'm movin' on with
Nick, is that your
Well tell her to shut her mouth, then leave her alone
If she stick to the script, then I'mma just keep goin'

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