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Nicki Talking]
Revenge, um,
you know, she just really out the window
and you gotta be careful when you fights
and that's I've learned in this business
you never know...

Kim]
Shut the up

Who the f-ck war
FedEx beef straight to front door
It'll be a murder
I'm turning Friday to Friday the 13th
you Lil Kim clone clown
all this buffoonery, the shit now
time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the
I put hands on bitch like a spa massage
we all your last name is what got you a job
you use to put together something like a collage
since you putting on a show, you get the appaulse
clap clap, your frame like a f-cking garage, yeah
hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for
this the sh*t the other bitch almost got for
I'm still counting what hardcore
bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it's
corny broad I'll leave pyou like you menstruated
your hot air ass bitch have been deflated
this aint a fight I've been the greatest
see the is, what you doing I did it
lames trying to my style, run with it
thats cool, I was the one with it
you deluded kim wannabe you just to admit it
I'm the you aint nothing brand new
check ya posters and videos, you'll always be 2
I seen 'em come, I 'em go, still I remain
sweety, you on your 14th minute of fame
I'm 10 years strong still running the game
cut the comparisons, I'm in the legendary
fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm
with my hands tied, you couldn't me if you bitches tried
you high, or sipping that sh-t Wayne on
I get top dollar for my name on
go stick your head in a tornado,
I bombs, FLex, Napalm
black and yellow, will pull up in ghetto
Giuseppe's when I step out, posted up in
p-ssy so pink my kitty saying hello
if I whistle, they'll pistol whip you in all five
I'm in Brooklyn, I'll be comfortably
now who pumped you and told you to come romp me
you the to run your mouth and then run from me
I'm poppin' off in your hood no company
on, Queens aint showing you no love
I was the other night poppin' bottles with the thugs
you like Washington I'm Benjy.
You got a right now, an' I had a frenzy
oh yeah, welcome to the fam',
you need to stop, not hot, you're a burning match
that means the end is near soon, that
oh I see, they really got you like
I'mma of the past
slow down dummy, you bout to crash
stink hoe, I'm giving you a bath
thermometer in hand and I'm coming for ass
who you you getting past
I see right through you, you're sh-t is made of glass

[Nicki
You see through me
How do you do sh...

Kim]
I draw back, I'm a thorough bred bitch
rep for my bitch
never been the type to have beef and try to sh-t
I ride out till the wheels off
and my n-ggas squeeze til the shell go off
f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a of weirdo's
a airhead bitch, scarecrow
haha, nothing old but my money bitch
hahaha, this is grown liquid
my daddy you Young Money bastards
you and Diddy, sorry bunch of jackers
I mothered you hoes, I claim you on my income taxes
Bobby Fischer in the flesh, taught by the
so on my next move, I'm checkmate

I smell a
Charles you don't stand a chance with her
Dahmer you looking like lunch to me
I'm bout to all you bitches like Ted Bundy
leave whole head red like Peg Bundy
you're hilarious, thanks for all the
you're so I'm taking out the trash
you sh-t on me, on baby girl
ain't enough ass in the World
you're a nuisance, you'll probably my new sh-t
but you could f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces
all around the World I like a ball team
I chips, call me Mr's Rosteam
tricks is for kids, rabbit, your my offspring
Kim anticipated than a Lebron ring....