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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 exact tat
on Nick's back

I'm now
Oh gee, is that to be me
In the video the goatee?
Wow Mariah, expect you to go balls out
Bitch, shut the fuck up I put all them phone calls out

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

You probably 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 mastering to make it

Enough dirt on you to you
This is the fuck I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I have pictures?
However you to do
And that goes for too
Faggot, you think I'm of you?

You gonna 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 her legs to let me hit once

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

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

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

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

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

I just think this shit is funny 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 that I doubt you wanna climb
I can describe of your house you wouldn't find

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

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

Slim Shady, Slim Shady, I you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet nothings into ear, boo
Now what you
It's
Yeah, so I'll do
Is refresh memory when you said, "I want you"

Now should I keep going, or should we truce?
You you cute, right?
You bet sweet ass I do
I'm Poppins, B
And I'm Superman, mmm
Mary P., Slim
at you

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

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

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