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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 grab a six
back while I kick facts
Yeah Dre, track

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

I'm now
Oh gee, is that to be me
In the with the goatee?
Wow Mariah, didn't you to go balls out
Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them 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 you fly to my house? Still trying to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz it's 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 dirt on you to you
is what the fuck I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I have pictures?
However you to do
And goes for Nick too
Faggot, you think I'm of you?

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

Yeah, you gonna say? I'm lucky?
Tell the public I was so ugly
That you fucking had to be drunk to me?
Second base? What the you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we were dry
gotta count for something

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

Or you do, but if I'm embarrassing 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 getting

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

Like I've been goin' off on you all this time for no
you out ya alcholic mind
Check ya wine cellar, look at the of all the wine
Like I fuckin' sit and think 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 that I doubt you wanna
I can describe areas of your house you find

On an episode of Cribs, a blow the ribs
If I another word so don't go opening your jibs
'Cause every 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 whole spot
Call my bluff and I'll release every fucking 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 nothings into your ear, boo
Now what you
It's
Yeah, so I'll do
Is refresh your when you said, "I want you"

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

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

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

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