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

Sit back, homie,
In grab a six pack
Kick while 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 that to be me
In the video with the
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
When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile
How many times you fly to my house? trying to count
Better shut lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz it's so long
If i had on you I woulda 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 have
you prefer to do
And that for Nick too
Faggot, you I'm scared of you?

You ruin 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 over 6 months
And only 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 to fuck me?
Second base? the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we were dry
That's gotta for something

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

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

I was gonna stop at 16, 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 this for no reason
Girl you out ya alcholic
ya wine cellar, look at the amounts of all the wine
Like I sit around and think about you all the time

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

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

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

Slim Shady, Slim Shady, I you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet into your ear, boo
Now you say?
nothing
Yeah, so I'll do
Is your memory when you said, "I want you"

Now should I going, or should 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 you'll still be my girl
Then I'll still be superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm here
You this
Nope, not anymore

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, then 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!