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

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

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

I'm now
Oh gee, is supposed to be me
In the video the goatee?
Wow Mariah, didn't expect you to go out
Bitch, the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out

You made to my house when you was before Nick
When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile
How many times you fly to my house? Still trying to
Better shut your mouth if you don't 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 mixing our session
and sending it to mastering to make it loud

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

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

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 fuck you tell Nick,
In the second we were dry humping
That's gotta count for

Listen girly, surely you don't want me to 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 you're stomachs

Or you do, but if I'm embarrassing me
I'm you, and don't 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
Slim, Mariah played you. Mariah who?
Oh, did I say "whore", Nick? I meant a too

I've been 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 shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme
But fuck it now I'm to draw the line
And for you to cross it a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb
I can areas of your house you wouldn't find

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

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

Shady, Slim Shady, I love you
I you too
Let me whisper nothings into your ear, boo
Now what you
nothing
Yeah, so what 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., Slim
at you

So if you'll still be my girl
Then I'll still be your
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm here
You this
Nope, not dear

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

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