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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 facts
Yeah Dre, sick

Perfect way to get
Wanna hear wick-wack?
I got the same 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
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 your lying if you don't want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz been so long
If i had on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio
Down and sending it to 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?
However you to do
And that goes for too
Faggot, you think I'm scared of

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

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

Listen girly, surely you don't me to talk about
How I early, 'cause I ejaculated prematurely
And bust all over your belly and you almost hurling
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 getting airplay, I'm 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 ain't even a of the way through
Damn Slim, Mariah played you. who?
Oh, did I say "whore", I meant a liar too

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

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

On an episode of Cribs, a blow the ribs
If I hear word so don't go opening your jibs
'Cause every time you do like an over 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 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, Shady, I love you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet into your ear, boo
Now what you
It's
Yeah, so I'll do
Is your memory when you said, "I want you"

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

So if you'll be my baby girl
Then I'll still be your
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 movin' on with
Nick, is your wife?
Well tell her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her
If she stick to the script, then I'mma just keep goin'

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