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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 grab a six pack
Kick back while I kick
Yeah Dre, track

way to get back
Wanna something wick-wack?
I got the exact 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, the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out

You made to my house when you was before Nick
When you was on my and give you somethin to smile 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 mixing our session
Down and sending it to mastering to it loud

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

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

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

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

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

I was gonna at 16, that was 32
This is 34 bars, we ain't even a of the way through
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 mind
Check ya wine cellar, look at the amounts of all the
Like I fuckin' sit around and think you all the time

I just 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 a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb
I can describe areas of your house you wouldn't

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

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

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

Now should I keep going, or should we truce?
You you cute, right?
You bet sweet ass I do
I'm Poppins, B
And I'm Superman, mmm
Mary P., Slim
at you

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

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

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