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Nicki Minaj
Revenge, um,
you know, she just really out the window
and you gotta be careful when you fights
and that's what learned in this business
you just know...

[Lil'
Shut the up

Who the want war
FedEx beef straight to your door
It'll be a murder
I'm turning Pink to Friday the 13th
Aight you Lil Kim clone
all this buffoonery, the shit now
time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the
I put hands on this like a spa massage
we all know last name is what got you a job
you use to put together something like a collage
since you putting on a show, you get the appaulse
clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, yeah
this hood you and Drake ain't built for
the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for
I'm counting what hardcore generated
bet my sh-t keeps spinning like syndicated
corny broad I'll leave pyou bloody like you
hot air ass bitch should have been deflated
this aint a championship I've been the greatest
see the is, what you doing I did it
trying to clone my style, run with it
thats cool, I was the one with it
you deluded kim wannabe you just to admit it
I'm the you aint nothing brand new
ya posters and videos, you'll always be number 2
I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, still I
sweety, you going on your 14th of fame
I'm over 10 years strong running the game
cut the comparisons, I'm in the lane
fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm
with my hands tied, you couldn't me if you bitches tried
either you high, or that sh-t Wayne on
I get top dollar for whatever my on
go stick your in a tornado, brainstorm
I bombs, FLex, Napalm
black and yellow, pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppe's when I step out, posted up in
so pink like my kitty saying hello
if I whistle, they'll pistol whip you in all borough's
I'm in Brooklyn, be everywhere comfortably
now who pumped you and told you to come romp me
you the type to run your mouth and then run me
I'm poppin' off in hood with no company
come on, Queens aint you no love
I was there the other poppin' bottles with the thugs
you like Washington I'm Benjy.
You got a buzz right now, an' I had a
oh yeah, to the fam', Fendi
you need to stop, you're not hot, a burning match
means the end is near soon, copy that
oh I see, they really got you gassed
I'mma of the past
better slow down dummy, you bout to
stink hoe, I'm giving you a bath
thermometer in hand and I'm coming for ass
who you think you getting
I see right through you, you're whole sh-t is made of

[Nicki
You see through me
How do you do sh...

Kim]
I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn bred bitch
rep for my bitch
never been the to have beef and try to settle sh-t
I out till the wheels fall off
and my n-ggas squeeze til the shell go off
f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of
you's a bitch, scarecrow
haha, aint nothing old but my bitch
hahaha, this is grown assests
my daddy you Young Money bastards
you and Diddy, sorry of swagger jackers
I mothered you hoes, I should you on my income taxes
Bobby Fischer in the flesh, by the great
so on my next move, I'm checkmate

I smell a
Charles Manson you stand a chance with her
Jeffrey Dahmer you like lunch to me
I'm bout to kill all you bitches Ted Bundy
yourn whole head red like Peg Bundy
you're hilarious, for all the laughs
you're garbage so I'm out the trash
you on me, come on baby girl
ain't ass shots in the World
you're a nuisance, you'll probably steal my new
but you could never f-ck with me so chuck it up,
all around the World I ball a ball team
I chips, call me Mr's Rosteam
tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, my offspring
Kim more than a Lebron ring....