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Oh my god,

Ayy, grab him some clippers (zzzzt)
His fuckin' is weird
Tough talk from a payin' millions for security a year
"I my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're and bored, huh? (I know)
About to be 46 old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch,
Man up and handle your (ugh)
Mad about somethin' I said in
Took you six years and a album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we that you're the greatest rapper alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is the dictionary and stay inside
Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a black
the Armageddon when the smoke settle
His body next to instrumental, I'm sayin'

I'm sick of sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can about it
Or we get gully, I'll size up your body
And put white chalk around it

talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper
That's twice as young as you (let's about it)
Let's call
Ask why I go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)
ask Interscope
How you had Rosenberg tryin' to shelf me (huh?)
Still can't cover up the
Your last four albums is as bad as your
Now tell me, what do you stand (what?)
I you can't stand yourself (no)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad you yourself (ha)
Let's leave all the to 50 (please)
Em, you're 50
Why you claimin' that I'ma call
When you the one called Diddy (facts)
you went and called Jimmy (facts)
They conference me in the morning (what?)
They me you mad about a tweet
You wanted me to say (what?)
I swear to God I ain't him (nah)
Please say it so (no)
The big bad bully of the rap game take a fuckin' joke
Oh you want some fuckin' (what?)
But not literally, you'll
Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the (brra)
Don't a heart attack now (no)
Somebody help your up (help)
Knees of old age, the real Slim Shady can't stand up

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up body
And put white chalk around it

Hello Marshall, my name's
You go back to Recovery
I know your ego is
Just knowin' that all of fans discovered me (hi)
He like, "Damn, he a me
he dresses better and I'm ugly
Always fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in (damn)
what you done to me
Dropped an album because of me
Damn, you in love me!
You got money but I'm
I like the but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every that's up under me
Know that never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter after loves you
Pull that wedgie out your (hey)
I respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (ayy)
But you're just a bully actin' a baby
So I read you a nursery (nursery)
I'm the ghost of the
And just Ebenezer Scrooge (facts)
I said on anyone could get it
I ain't know it be you

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll up your body
And put some white around it

Ridin' shotty I gotta roll this dope
It's a fast when your idols become your rivals, yeah
Never to say it to your face, I'm a asshole
Bitch-ass
Oh my god,

We you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Momma's spaghetti all over sweater
I you would lose yourself on the records
That you a decade ago, they were better
Accordin' to them, you're a treasure
To me, you're as soft as a
The to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number
hold her umbrella-ella-ella
"I'm not afraid," Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar,
Can anyone get some food in their mouth? (For real)

They made a movie about you, you're in top ten
You're not getting better time
fine, Eminem, put down the pen
Or an apology
Over the simple you had to diss to acknowledge me
I am the
How could I even look up to you? You as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches your head still
Last you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a
I was named after a (brr)
And don't be a sucker and my verse
Off of Yelawolf's album, you (thank you)
I wanna feed my daughter
You tryna stop the to support her
You the one talkin' 'bout the action
me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin'
And I'm by my self, what's happenin'?

EST captain, me or shoot me
That's what he's have to do to me
When he realizes there shit he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't new to me
Yeah a difference between us
I got all of my shit without Dre me (ayy)
I know you're not to me
Usually one of your should ruin me
But bitch I'm Cleveland
Everybody this evenin', I'm readin' the eulogy (shh)
an album called Kamikaze
So that he killed him
Already fucked one rapper's this week
Don't make me Kim

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, talk about it
Both of us single from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your
And put some white chalk it