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

Sit back, homie,
In fact a six pack
Kick back while I facts
Yeah Dre, track

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

I'm now
Oh gee, is that 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 them phone out

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

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

Enough on you to murder you
This is the fuck I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still pictures?
you prefer to do
And that for Nick too
Faggot, you think I'm of you?

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

Yeah, what you say? I'm lucky?
Tell the public I was so ugly
That you fucking had to be to fuck me?
Second What the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the week we were dry humping
That's gotta for something

Listen girly, surely you want me to talk about
How I nutted early, I ejaculated prematurely
And bust all over your belly and you almost started
And said I was gross, go get a towel stomachs curling?

Or maybe you do, but if I'm me
I'm embarrassing you, and you dare say it isn't true
As as the song's getting airplay, I'm dissing you
I'm a hair away from getting carried away and sued

I was stop at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we even a third of the way through
Damn Slim, Mariah played you. who?
Oh, did I say "whore", Nick? I a liar too

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It cuts like a knife when I tell you get a
But I'm movin' on with
Nick, is your wife?
Well her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her alone
If she don't stick to the script, then I'mma just keep

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