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Nicki Minaj
Revenge, um,
you know, she really jumped out the window
and you gotta be careful when you pick
and that's what I've learned in business
you never know...

Kim]
Shut the up

Who the want war
FedEx beef straight to your door
be a murder scene
I'm Pink Friday to Friday the 13th
you Lil Kim clone clown
all this buffoonery, the stops now
time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the
I put hands on this bitch like a spa
we all know your name is what got you a job
you use to put together gimmicks like a collage
since you on a show, you gon' get the appaulse
clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage,
this hood you and Drake ain't built for
this the sh*t the other almost got killed for
I'm still counting what generated
bet my sh-t keeps like it's syndicated
corny broad I'll pyou bloody like you menstruated
your hot air ass should have been deflated
this aint a fight I've been the greatest
see the is, what you doing I did it
lames to clone my style, run with it
cool, I was the first one with it
you deluded kim wannabe you just to admit it
I'm the Blueprint you aint nothing new
check ya posters and videos, you'll be number 2
I seen 'em come, I 'em go, still I remain
sweety, you going on your 14th of fame
I'm over 10 years strong still the game
cut the comparisons, I'm in the lane
fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm
with my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches
either you high, or sipping that Wayne on
I get top dollar for whatever my on
go stick your head in a tornado,
I drop bombs, FLex,
black and yellow, pull up in your ghetto
when I step out, posted up in stilettos
p-ssy so pink like my saying hello
if I whistle, pistol whip you in all five borough's
I'm in Brooklyn, I'll be everywhere
now who pumped you and you to come romp with me
you the type to run your mouth and then run me
I'm poppin' off in your with no company
come on, Queens showing you no love
I was there the other poppin' bottles with the thugs
you Washington Heffa I'm Benjy.
You got a buzz right now, an' I had a
oh yeah, to the fam', Fendi
you need to stop, you're not hot, you're a burning
that the end is near soon, copy that
oh I see, they really got you gassed
I'mma think of the
better slow dummy, you bout to crash
stink hoe, I'm giving you a bath
thermometer in and I'm coming for your ass
who you think you past
I see right through you, whole sh-t is made of glass

[Nicki
You see right me
How do you do sh...

Kim]
I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn bred bitch
rep for my bitch
been the type to have beef and try to settle sh-t
I ride out till the wheels off
and my n-ggas til the last shell go off
f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of
a airhead bitch, scarecrow
haha, aint nothing old but my money
hahaha, this is liquid assests
Benjamin's my daddy you Money bastards
you and Diddy, bunch of swagger jackers
I mothered you hoes, I claim you on my income taxes
Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great
so on my next move, I'm yelling

I smell a
Charles Manson you don't stand a with her
Jeffrey Dahmer you like lunch to me
I'm bout to kill all you bitches like Ted
leave yourn whole head red like Peg
you're hilarious, thanks for all the
you're so I'm taking out the trash
you sh-t on me, come on baby
ain't enough ass shots in the
you're a nuisance, you'll probably my new sh-t
but you could never with me so chuck it up, Deuces
all around the World I ball a ball team
I stack chips, me Mr's Rosteam
tricks is for kids, rabbit, your my offspring
Kim more than a Lebron ring....