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

Sit back, homie,
In grab a six pack
Kick back while I kick
Dre, sick track

Perfect way to get
hear something wick-wack?
I got the same tat
That's on back

I'm now
Oh gee, is supposed to be me
In the video with the
Wow Mariah, didn't expect you to go out
Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them calls out

You made to my house when you was wild-n-out before
When you was on my dick and give you somethin to about
How times you fly to my house? Still trying to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you don't want Nick out

You think cuz it's been 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 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?
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 over slut, bitch-cunt
That made me put up her psycho-ass over 6 months
And only spread her legs to let me hit

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

Listen girly, surely you want me to talk about
How I early, 'cause I ejaculated prematurely
And bust all over your belly and you started hurling
And said I was gross, go get a towel 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 song's getting airplay, I'm you
I'm a hair away from getting carried away and getting

I was stop at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we even a third of the way through
Damn Slim, played you. Mariah who?
Oh, did I say "whore", Nick? I a liar too

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

I just think shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme
But fuck it now I'm bout to draw the
And for you to it that's a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb
I can describe areas of your house you find

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

It's a warning before I blow up your whole spot
Call my and I'll release every fucking thing I got
Including the voicemails before you flipped your 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 you say?
It's
Yeah, so I'll do
Is refresh your when you said, "I want you"

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

So if still be my baby girl
Then I'll be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm right
You this
Nope, not anymore

It cuts like a knife when I tell you get a
But I'm movin' on with
Nick, is your wife?
Well her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her alone
If she don't stick to the script, then I'mma just goin'

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