Only I dissed you in the first place Was because you seeing me Now I'm off
Sit back, homie, In fact a six pack Kick while I kick facts Yeah Dre, track
way to get back Wanna something wick-wack? I got the same tat on Nick's back
I'm now Oh gee, is that 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 phone out
You made to my house you was wild-n-out before Nick When you was on my and give you somethin to smile about How many times you fly to my Still trying to count Better shut your lying mouth if you don't want Nick 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 Down and sending it to mastering to it loud
dirt on you to murder you This is the fuck I do Mariah, it ever occur to you I still have pictures? However you to do And that goes for too Faggot, you think I'm scared of
You gonna ruin my career, you get one Like I'mma sit and fight with you over some slut, That made me put up her psycho-ass over 6 months And only spread her to let me hit once
Yeah, what you gonna say? I'm 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 week we were dry humping That's gotta for something
Listen girly, surely you want me to talk about How I nutted early, I ejaculated prematurely And bust all over belly and you almost started hurling And said I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs
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 away and sued
I was stop at 16, that was 32 This is 34 bars, we even a third of the way through Damn Slim, Mariah you. Mariah who? Oh, did I say "whore", Nick? I a liar too
Like I've been 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 sit around and think about you all the time
I just think this is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme But it now I'm bout to draw the line And for you to cross it that's a mountain that I you wanna climb I can areas of your house you wouldn't find
On an episode of Cribs, a blow below the If I hear another 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 and I'll release every fucking thing I got Including the voicemails before you flipped your top When me and Luis were to stick two CD's in the same slot
Shady, Slim Shady, I love you I you too Let me whisper nothings into your ear, boo Now you say? It's Yeah, so I'll do Is refresh your 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 here You like Nope, not dear
It cuts a knife when I tell you get a life But I'm on with mine Nick, is that your Well tell her to shut her mouth, I'll leave her alone If she don't stick to the script, then I'mma just goin'
I see Ann. Mary Ann's saying, "Cut the tape, cut the tape" Knife!