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

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

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

I'm now
Oh gee, is that 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 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 Still trying to count
Better shut your mouth if you don't want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz it's so long
If i had something on you I did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio
Down and sending it to to make it loud

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

You ruin my career, you better get one
Like I'mma sit and fight with you 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 gonna say? I'm
Tell the public I was so ugly
That you fucking had to be to fuck me?
base? What the fuck you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we were dry
That's gotta count for

Listen girly, you don't want me to talk about
How I nutted early, 'cause I prematurely
And all over your belly and you almost started hurling
And said I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs

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

I was gonna stop at 16, 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", Nick? I a liar too

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

I just think this 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 of your house you wouldn't find

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

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

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

Now should I keep going, or should we truce?
You think you cute,
You bet your 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
I'll still be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm right
You like
Nope, not anymore

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

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