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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 grab a six pack
Kick back I kick facts
Dre, sick track

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

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

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

You probably think cuz it's been so
If i had on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm our studio 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 to you that I still have pictures?
However you to do
And that for Nick too
Faggot, you think I'm scared of

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

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

Listen girly, surely you want me to talk about
How I nutted early, 'cause I ejaculated
And bust all over your belly and you almost hurling
And said I was gross, go get a towel you're curling?

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

I was stop at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we ain't even a third of the way
Damn Slim, Mariah played you. Mariah
Oh, did I say "whore", I meant a liar too

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

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

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

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

Shady, Slim Shady, I love you
I you too
Let me whisper sweet nothings into ear, boo
Now you say?
It's
Yeah, so what do
Is your memory when 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., Shady
at you

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

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

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