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Only reason I you in the first place
Was you denied 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
hear something wick-wack?
I got the exact tat
That's on back

I'm now
Oh gee, is supposed to be me
In the with the goatee?
Wow Mariah, expect you to go balls out
Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all phone calls out

You made to my house when you was before Nick
you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about
How many times you fly to my house? Still to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you want Nick finding out

You probably 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 to make it loud

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

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

Yeah, what you say? I'm lucky?
Tell the public that I was so
That you fucking had to be 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, 'cause I ejaculated
And bust all over your 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 true
As long as the song's airplay, I'm dissing you
I'm a hair away from getting away and getting sued

I was stop at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we even a third of the way through
Slim, Mariah played you. Mariah who?
Oh, did I say "whore", Nick? I a liar too

Like I've been goin' off on you all this time for no
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 just think this is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme
But fuck it now I'm bout to the line
And for you to cross it that's a mountain I doubt you wanna climb
I can describe of your house you wouldn't find

On an episode of Cribs, a below the ribs
If I another word so don't go opening your jibs
'Cause every time you do it's like an load of fibs
I ain't saying shit again, ho, you know 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
the voicemails right before you flipped your top
When me and Luis were trying to stick two CD's in the slot

Shady, Slim 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 your memory you said, "I want you"

Now should I keep going, or 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 baby
Then still be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm here
You this
Nope, not anymore

It like a knife when I tell you get a life
But I'm movin' on mine
Nick, is that your
tell her to shut her mouth, then I'll leave her alone
If she stick to the script, then I'mma just keep goin'

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