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

Kim]
Shut the up

Who the want war
FedEx straight to your front door
be a murder scene
I'm Pink Friday to Friday the 13th
you Lil Kim clone clown
all this buffoonery, the stops now
for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud
I put on this bitch like a spa massage
we all your last name is what got you a job
you use to put together gimmicks like a collage
since you on a show, you gon' get the appaulse
clap clap, lift your frame like a garage, yeah
this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't for
this the sh*t the other bitch almost got for
I'm still what hardcore generated
bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it's
corny broad I'll leave pyou bloody like you
your hot air ass bitch should have been
this aint a fight I've been the greatest
see the fact is, what you I did it
lames trying to clone my style, run it
thats cool, I was the one with it
you deluded kim you just hate to admit it
I'm the Blueprint you aint brand new
check ya posters and videos, you'll be number 2
I seen 'em come, I 'em go, still I remain
sweety, you going on 14th minute of fame
I'm 10 years strong still running the game
cut the comparisons, I'm in the lane
fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm
with my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches
either you high, or sipping that Wayne on
I get top for whatever my name on
go stick your head in a tornado,
I bombs, FLex, Napalm
and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppe's when I step out, up in stilettos
p-ssy so pink like my kitty hello
if I whistle, they'll whip you in all five borough's
I'm in Brooklyn, be everywhere 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 with no
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 buzz right now, an' I had a
oh yeah, welcome to the fam',
you to stop, you're not hot, you're a burning match
means the end is near soon, copy that
oh I see, they really got you like
I'mma think of the
slow down dummy, you bout to crash
stink hoe, I'm giving you a bath
in hand and I'm coming for your ass
who you think you getting
I see right through you, you're whole sh-t is made of

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

Kim]
I back, I'm a Brooklyn thorough bred bitch
rep for my borough
been the type to have beef and try to settle sh-t
I ride out till the wheels off
and my squeeze 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, this is grown liquid
Benjamin's my daddy you Money bastards
you and Diddy, sorry of swagger jackers
I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my taxes
Bobby Fischer in the flesh, taught by the
so on my next move, I'm yelling

I a massacre
Charles Manson you don't stand a chance her
Jeffrey Dahmer you looking like to me
I'm bout to all you bitches like Ted Bundy
leave yourn whole head red like Peg
you're hilarious, for all the laughs
you're so I'm taking out the trash
you on me, come on baby girl
ain't ass shots in the World
a nuisance, you'll probably steal my new sh-t
but you could never with me so chuck it up, Deuces
all around the World I like a ball team
I stack chips, me Mr's Rosteam
tricks is for kids, rabbit, your my offspring
Kim anticipated than a Lebron ring....