Only reason I dissed you in the first place is because you denied seeing me...Now I'm pissed off; Sit back homie relax, in fact grab a six pack, Kick back as I kick facts, yeah Dre's sick track,
Perfect way to get back, wanna hear something wick wack?
I got the same exact tattoo that's on Nick's back; I'm obsessed now, oh gee,
Is that supposed to be me in the video with the goatee?
Wow Mariah, I didn't expect her to go balls out,
Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out,
You made to my house when you was wild n out before Nick, When you was on my dick and give you something to smile about
How many times you fly to my house? Still trying to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out, You probably think since it's been so long if i had something on you I woulda did it by now
On the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio session down and sending it to mastering to make it loud
Enough dirt on you to murder you
This is what the fu*ck I do; Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have pictures?
However you prefer to do and goes for you too, Nick, you got
You think I'm scared of you?
You gonna ruin my career you better get one
Like I'ma sit and fight with you over some slut bitch cunt who made me put up with her psycho ass over 6 months and only spread her legs to let me hit once
Yeah, what you gonna say? I'm lucky? Tell the public that I was so ugly that you had to be drunk to me?
Second base? What the fu*ck you tell Nick, punk?
In the second week we was dry humping. It's gotta count for something.
Listen, girly. Surely you don't want me to talk about how I nutted early cos ejaculated early and bus all over your belly, and you almost started hurling and said I was gross, go get a towel you're stomachs curling. Or maybe you do.
But if I'm embarrassing me, I'm embarrassing you and don't you dare say it isn't true.
As long as the song's getting airplay I'm dissing you.
I'm a hair away from getting carried away and getting sued.
I was gonna stop at 16. That was 32. This is 34 bars. We ain't even a third of the way through.
Damn, Slim. Mariah played you. Mariah who?
Oh did I say ''whore'', Nick? I meant a liar too.
Like I've been going off on you all this time for no reason.
Girl you out ya alcoholic mind. Check ya wine cellar. Look at the amounts of all the wine.
Like I fucking sit around and think about you all the time.
I just think this is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme.
But it now I'm about to draw the line.
And for you to cross it that's a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb.
I can describe areas of your house that you wouldn't find on an episode of Cribs
A blubber load ribs I hear another word so don't go opening your jibs cos every time you do it's just another load of fibs
I ain't saying this shit again, ho. You know what it is. It's a warning shot for before I blow up ya whole spot
Call my bluff and I'll release every fucking thing I got, Including the voice-mails right before you flipped your top
When me and Luis were trying' to stick two CD's in the same spot (Slim Shady ??? I love you), I love you too
Let me whisper sweet nothings into your ear, boo. Now what you say? (It's nothing)
Guess what I'll do?; I'll refresh your memory when you said ''I want you''
Now should I keep going or should we call truce? (You think you're cute, right? Hahaha)
You bet your sweet ass, I do (I'm Mary Poppins, b)
And I'm Superman, mmm (Mary P. Slim Shady)
Comin' at you, So if you'll still be my (baby girl)
Then I'll still be your (Superhero, Wilma M.)
Yeah, I'm right here (You like this)
Nope. Not anymore, Dear.
It cuts like a (knife) when I tell ya get a (life)
But I'm moving on with mine, Nick, is that your (wife)