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

Sit back, homie,
In fact grab a six
Kick back while I facts
Dre, sick track

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

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, the fuck up before I put all them phone calls 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 house? trying to count
Better shut lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out

You think cuz it's been 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 dirt on you to you
This is what the I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have
However you to do
And that goes for too
Faggot, you think I'm of you?

You gonna ruin my career, you get one
Like I'mma sit and fight with you over slut, bitch-cunt
That made me put up with her over 6 months
And only spread her to let me hit once

Yeah, what you gonna I'm lucky?
Tell the public that I was so
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 stomachs curling?

Or maybe you do, but if I'm 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 from getting carried away and getting sued

I was gonna at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we ain't 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
Girl you out ya mind
Check ya wine cellar, look at the amounts of all the
Like I fuckin' sit and think about you all the time

I just think this shit is funny when I 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 doubt you wanna
I can describe areas of your you wouldn't find

On an episode of Cribs, a blow the ribs
If I hear another so don't go opening your jibs
'Cause every 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 before I blow up your whole spot
Call my bluff and I'll release every thing I got
Including the right before you flipped your top
When me and Luis trying to stick two CD's in the same slot

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 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
P., Slim Shady
at you

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

It cuts like a knife I tell you get a life
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 to the script, then I'mma just keep goin'

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