Nicki Talking] Revenge, um, you know, she just really jumped out the and you gotta be careful when you fights and that's what I've learned in this you never know...
[Lil' the f-ck up
Who the want war FedEx beef to your front door be a murder scene I'm turning Friday to Friday the 13th Aight you Lil Kim clone all buffoonery, the shit stops now for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud I put hands on this bitch like a spa we all know your last is what got you a job you use to put gimmicks something like a collage since you on a show, you gon' get the appaulse clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't for this the sh*t the bitch almost got killed for I'm still what hardcore generated bet my sh-t keeps spinning it's syndicated corny broad I'll leave pyou bloody you menstruated your hot air ass bitch should have been this aint a championship I've been the greatest see the fact is, you doing I did it lames trying to clone my style, run it thats cool, I was the first one it you kim wannabe you just hate to admit it I'm the Blueprint you aint nothing new check ya and videos, you'll always be number 2 I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, I remain sweety, you on your 14th minute of fame I'm over 10 years still running the game cut the comparisons, I'm in the lane fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm with my tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried either you high, or sipping that sh-t on I get top dollar for whatever my on go stick head in a tornado, brainstorm I drop bombs, FLex, black and yellow, will up in your ghetto Giuseppe's I step out, posted up in stilettos p-ssy so pink my kitty saying hello if I whistle, they'll pistol whip you in all five I'm in Brooklyn, be everywhere comfortably now who pumped you and you to come romp with me you the type to run your and then run from me I'm poppin' off in your with no company come on, Queens aint showing you no I was there the night poppin' bottles with the thugs you like Heffa I'm Benjy. You got a buzz now, an' I had a frenzy oh yeah, to the fam', Fendi you need to stop, you're not hot, a burning match means the end is near soon, copy that oh I see, really got you gassed like I'mma think of the 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, you're whole sh-t is made of
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[Lil I draw back, I'm a thorough bred bitch rep for my borough never been the to have beef and try to settle sh-t I ride out till the fall off and my n-ggas til the last shell go off ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo's you's a airhead bitch, haha, nothing old but my money bitch hahaha, is grown liquid assests my daddy you Young Money bastards you and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger I mothered you hoes, I claim you on my income taxes Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great so on my move, I'm yelling checkmate
I a massacre Manson you don't stand a chance with her Jeffrey Dahmer you like lunch to me I'm bout to all you bitches like Ted Bundy leave yourn whole head red like Peg you're hilarious, thanks for all the garbage 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 never f-ck with me so chuck it up, all the World I ball like a ball team I stack chips, call me Mr's tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my Kim anticipated than a Lebron ring....