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

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

Perfect way to get
Wanna hear 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 with the
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 Nick
you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about
How times you fly to my house? Still trying to count
Better shut lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out

You probably cuz it's 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
and sending it to mastering to make it loud

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

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

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

Listen girly, surely you don't want me to talk
How I nutted early, I ejaculated prematurely
And bust all your belly and you almost started hurling
And said I was gross, go get a you're 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 and getting sued

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

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

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

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

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

Slim Shady, Slim Shady, I you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet 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 you cute, right?
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 I'll still be superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm right
You this
Nope, not dear

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

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