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Nicki Talking]
Revenge, um,
you know, she just jumped out the window
and you gotta be careful you pick fights
and that's what I've learned in business
you just know...

[Lil'
the f-ck up

Who the want war
FedEx straight to your front door
It'll be a scene
I'm turning Pink Friday to the 13th
Aight you Lil Kim clone
all buffoonery, the shit stops now
time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the
I put on this bitch like a spa massage
we all know 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, lift frame like a f-cking garage, yeah
hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for
this the sh*t the bitch almost got killed for
I'm still counting what generated
bet my sh-t keeps like it's syndicated
corny broad I'll leave pyou like you menstruated
your hot air ass bitch should have deflated
this aint a fight I've been the greatest
see the fact is, what you I did it
lames to clone my style, run with it
cool, I was the first one with it
you deluded kim wannabe you hate to admit it
I'm the Blueprint you nothing brand new
ya posters and videos, you'll always be number 2
I 'em come, I seen 'em go, still I remain
sweety, you on your 14th minute of fame
I'm over 10 years strong still running the
cut the comparisons, I'm in the legendary
fighting for ya spot, please, I'm solidified
with my tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried
either you high, or sipping sh-t Wayne on
I get top dollar for whatever my on
go stick your in a tornado, brainstorm
I bombs, FLex, Napalm
and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppe's when I out, posted up in stilettos
p-ssy so pink like my kitty hello
if I whistle, pistol whip you in all five borough's
I'm in Brooklyn, I'll be comfortably
now who you and told you to come romp with me
you the type to run your mouth and then run me
I'm poppin' off in your hood no company
come on, Queens showing you no love
I was there the other night poppin' bottles with the
you like Heffa I'm Benjy.
You got a right now, an' I had a frenzy
oh yeah, to the fam', Fendi
you need to stop, you're not hot, you're a burning
that means the end is soon, copy that
oh I see, they really got you gassed
think of the past
better down dummy, you bout to crash
stink hoe, I'm giving you a bath
thermometer in and I'm coming for your ass
who you you getting past
I see right through you, whole sh-t is made of glass

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

Kim]
I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn bred bitch
rep for my borough
never been the type to have beef and try to settle
I out till the wheels fall off
and my squeeze til the last shell go off
f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a of weirdo's
a airhead bitch, scarecrow
haha, aint nothing old but my money
hahaha, this is grown liquid
Benjamin's my you Young Money bastards
you and Diddy, sorry of swagger jackers
I you hoes, I should claim you on my income taxes
Bobby Fischer in the flesh, taught by the
so on my next move, I'm yelling

I smell a
Charles Manson you stand a chance with her
Jeffrey Dahmer you looking lunch to me
I'm bout to kill all you bitches Ted Bundy
leave yourn whole red like Peg Bundy
hilarious, thanks for all the laughs
you're garbage so I'm taking out the
you sh-t on me, come on baby
ain't ass shots in the World
you're a nuisance, you'll steal my new sh-t
but you could f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces
all around the World I ball like a team
I stack chips, call me Rosteam
tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my
Kim more anticipated a Lebron ring....