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

Sit back, homie,
In fact grab a six
Kick back while I kick
Yeah Dre, sick

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

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

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

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

Enough on you to murder you
This is 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 I'mma sit and fight with you some slut, bitch-cunt
That made me put up her psycho-ass over 6 months
And spread her legs to let me hit once

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

Listen girly, surely you don't me to talk about
How I nutted early, I ejaculated prematurely
And bust all over your belly and you almost started
And I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs curling?

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

I was stop at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we ain't a third of the way through
Damn Slim, played you. Mariah 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 alcholic
Check ya cellar, look at the amounts of all the wine
Like I fuckin' sit around and think about you all the

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 it that's a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb
I can describe areas of your you wouldn't find

On an episode of Cribs, a blow below the
If I hear another word so don't go your jibs
'Cause every time you do it's like an load of fibs
I ain't saying this 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 before you flipped top
When me and Luis were trying to stick two CD's in the same

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

Now I keep going, or should 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 still be my baby girl
Then still be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm here
You this
Nope, not dear

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

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