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

Sit back, homie,
In fact a six pack
back while I kick facts
Yeah Dre, sick

way to get back
Wanna hear something
I got the exact tat
That's on Nick's

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, the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out

You made to my house when you was wild-n-out 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 lying if you don't want Nick finding out

You probably cuz it's been so long
If i had on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm our studio session
Down and sending it to mastering to make it

dirt on you to murder you
This is what the I do
Mariah, it ever occur to you that I have pictures?
you prefer to do
And that 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
made 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?
Tell the public that I was so
you fucking had to be drunk to fuck me?
Second base? What the fuck you tell Nick,
In the week we were dry humping
That's count for something

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

Or you do, but if I'm embarrassing me
I'm you, and don't you dare say it isn't true
As long as the song's getting airplay, I'm 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 ain't even a of the way through
Damn Slim, played you. Mariah who?
Oh, did I say "whore", I meant a liar too

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

I just think shit is funny 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 climb
I can describe areas of your you wouldn't find

On an episode of Cribs, a below the ribs
If I hear another word so don't go opening jibs
'Cause every time you do it's like an over load of
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 fucking thing I got
Including the right before you flipped your top
When me and Luis were to stick two CD's in the same slot

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

Now should I keep going, or should we call
You think you cute,
You bet sweet ass I do
I'm Poppins, B
And I'm Superman, mmm
P., Slim Shady
at you

So if still be my baby girl
Then I'll be your superhero
Oh my, Em
Yeah, I'm here
You like
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 shut her mouth, then I'll leave her
If she don't stick to the script, I'mma just keep goin'

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