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

Sit back, homie,
In fact a six pack
Kick while I kick facts
Yeah Dre, sick

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

I'm now
Oh gee, is that to be me
In the video the goatee?
Wow Mariah, didn't you to go balls out
Bitch, shut the fuck up I put all them phone calls out

You made to my when you was wild-n-out before Nick
you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about
How times you fly to my house? Still 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 on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our session
and sending it to mastering to make it loud

Enough on you to murder you
This is the fuck I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have
However you to do
And that for Nick too
Faggot, you think I'm scared of

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

Yeah, what you say? I'm lucky?
the public that I was so ugly
That you fucking had to be 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, you don't want me to talk about
How I nutted early, I ejaculated prematurely
And bust all over your belly and you almost hurling
And said I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs

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

I was stop at 16, that was 32
is 34 bars, we ain't even a third 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 for no reason
you out ya alcholic mind
Check ya wine cellar, at the amounts of all the wine
Like I sit around and think about you all the time

I think this shit 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 doubt you wanna
I can describe areas of your house you wouldn't

On an episode of Cribs, a blow below the
If I hear another word so don't go 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 voicemails right before you flipped top
me and Luis were 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 what you
nothing
Yeah, so what do
Is refresh your memory you said, "I want you"

Now I keep 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
Mary P., Slim
at you

So if you'll still be my girl
Then I'll still be your
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 mine
Nick, is your wife?
Well tell her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her
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!