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Only reason I you in the first place
Was you denied seeing me
Now I'm off

Sit back, homie,
In fact grab a six
back while I kick facts
Yeah Dre, track

Perfect way to get
Wanna hear something
I got the same tat
on Nick's back

I'm now
Oh gee, is supposed to be me
In the video the goatee?
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 when you was before Nick
you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about
How many times you fly to my house? trying to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz it's so long
If i had something on you I did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our session
Down and sending it to mastering to it loud

Enough on you to murder you
This is what the I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I have pictures?
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 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 gonna say? I'm
Tell the public that I was so
That you had to be drunk to fuck me?
Second What the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we dry humping
That's count for something

Listen girly, surely you don't want me to talk
How I nutted early, 'cause I prematurely
And all over your 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 don't you dare say it isn't
As as the song's getting airplay, I'm dissing you
I'm a hair away from carried away and getting sued

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

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

I just think this 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 you wouldn't find

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

Shady, Slim Shady, I love you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet nothings into ear, boo
Now you say?
It's
Yeah, so what do
Is refresh your memory when you said, "I 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
I'll still be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm here
You like
Nope, not anymore

It cuts a knife when I tell you get a life
But I'm on with mine
Nick, is that your
tell her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her alone
If she stick to the script, then I'mma just keep goin'

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