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

Sit back, homie,
In grab a six pack
back while I kick facts
Yeah Dre, sick

way to get back
Wanna something wick-wack?
I got the exact tat
That's on Nick's

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

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

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

Enough dirt on you to you
This is the fuck I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I have pictures?
you prefer to do
And that goes for too
Faggot, you I'm scared of you?

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

Yeah, what you gonna say? I'm
Tell the that I was so ugly
That you had to be drunk to fuck me?
Second base? What the you tell Nick, punk?
In the week we were dry humping
That's gotta count for

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

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 song's getting airplay, I'm you
I'm a hair away from getting carried and getting sued

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

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

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

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

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

Slim Shady, Shady, I love you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet nothings your ear, boo
Now you say?
It's
Yeah, so I'll do
Is refresh your memory when you said, "I you"

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

So if you'll still be my girl
Then still be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm right
You like
Nope, not anymore

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

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