You sound like a bitch, bitch. Shut the fuck up. Your fans become your haters
You done? Fuck, your beard's weird. Alright. You yellin' at the mic, you weird beard
We doin' this once. Your beard's weird, why you yellin' at the mic?
Rihanna just hit me on the text. Last night I left hickeys on her neck.
You sound like a bitch, bitch. Shut the fuck up. Your fans become your haters
You done? Fuck, your beard's weird. Alright. You yellin' at the mic, you weird beard
We doin' this once. Your beard's weird, why you yellin' at the mic?
Rihanna just hit me on the text. Last night I left hickeys on her neck.
Wait, you just dissed me, I'm perplexed. Insult me in line, compliment me on the next, damn
I'm really sorry you want me to have a heart attack
Was watchin' 8 Mile on my Nordic Track
Realized I forgot to call you back
Here's that autograph for your daughter, I wrote it on a Starter cap
Stan, Stan, son, listen, man, dad isn't mad
But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun and have a man bun?
The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable
Supplyin' smoke, got the firest dope
Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me
I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze
Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo"
So before you die let's see who can out-petty who
With your corny rhymes (Slim you're old)
Ow, Kelly, ooh, but I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But you're a fuckin' mole hill, now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo!
Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel to my bone marrow
Gun, I bet you ain't a bow and arrow
Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, sprayin' lead
Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still
Are you eating cereal... or oatmeal?
What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios?
Cause I'm takin' a shit in 'em, Kelly, I need reading material
...Dictionary...
Yo Slim, your last four albums sucked
Go back to Recovery, oh shoot, that was three albums ago
What do you know? Oops, know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof
Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch?
Yeah, I had enough money in '02
To burn it in front of you, ho
Younger me? No, you're the whack me
It's funny, but so true
I'd rather be 80 year old me than 20 year old you
Til I'm getting old-aged still can fill a whole page with a 10 year old's rage
Got more fans than you in your own city, lil' kiddy
Go play, feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay
Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day
Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave
Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat
You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay
Next to Taylor Swift, and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow
Kelly, they'll be putting your name
Next to Ja, next to Benzino, die, motherfucker
Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailey in vein
Alien brain, you Satanist (yeah)
My biggest flops are your greatest hits
The game's mine again and ain't nothin' changed but the locks
So before I slay this bitch, mwah, give Jade a kiss
Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (the fuck?)
Bein' rich, aimed by some prick usin' my name for clickbait
In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name
Now I gotta cock back, aim, yeah, bitch, pop champagne to this
It's your moment, this is it
As big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it
Had to give you a career to destroy it
Lethal injection, go to sleep six feet deep
I'll give you a B for the effort, but if I was three
Foot 11, you'd look up to me, and for the record
You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second
Lick a ballsack to get on my channel
Give your life to be this solidified
This mothafuckin' shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets
So what fuckin' good is a machine gun when it's out of ammo?
Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper
How the fuck can him and I battle?
He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel
Exhausting, letting off on my offspring
Like a gun barrel, bitch, get off me
You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see
You're salty 'cause young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey
Your red sweater, your black leather
You dress better, I rap better
That a death threat or a love letter?
Little white toothpick
Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick
Thanks for dissing me
Now I had an excuse on the mic to write, not a like
But really, I don't care who's in the right
But you're losin' the fight you picked
Who else want it, Kells?
Attempt fails, button, L's
Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle
Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still
But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills
But Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits
That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah
I'm sick of you bein' whack
And still usin' that mothafuckin' AutoTune, so let's talk about it (let's talk about it)
I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth
Need to get the cock up out it before we can even talk about it (talk about it)
I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings
Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
Don't mean you are, and you're not about it
So just leave my dick in your mouth, and leave my daughter out it
[Outro]
You fuckin'... oh
And I'm just playin', Diddy, you know I love you
Pagaidiet, jūs vienkārši noraidīta mani, es esmu apjucis. Aizvainot mani līniju, komplimentu man nākamo, damn
Es esmu patiešām žēl tu gribi, lai būtu sirdslēkme
Tika watchin "8 Mile manā Nordic Track
Realizētā Es aizmirsu jums atzvana
Lūk, ka autogrāfu savu meitu, es uzrakstīju to uz Starter vāciņu
Stan, Stan, dēls, klausīties, cilvēks, tētis nav traks
Bet kā jūs gonna nosaukt sevi pēc nolādētā pistoli un ir cilvēks bulciņa?
Milzu s pamodās, acis atvērtas, nenoliedzams
Supplyin "dūmi, ieguva firest aerolaka
Say jums mani rāmīti, bet tu ganībām mani
Es saku vienu zvanu Interscope un tu esi Swayze
Jūsu atbilde ieguva pūļa kliegt, "Woo"
Tātad, pirms jūs die paskatīsimies, kas var ārpus-Petiju kurš
Ar jūsu ražīgs Dzejoļi (Slim tu esi vecs)
Ow, Kelly, ooh, bet es esmu 45, un es esmu joprojām outselling tevi
Ar 29. Man bija trīs albumus, kas bija pūta
Tagad parunāsim par somethin "Man nav īsti darīt
Iet Kāds meita muti stealin ēdināšanai
Bet tu esi fuckin 'mols kalns, tagad esmu dara kalnu no jums, bildināt!
Ho, chill, aktīna "kā jūs ievietot hroma muca uz manu kaulu smadzeņu
Gun, es bet jums nav priekšgala un bulta
Say jūs darbināt pat uz mani, piemēram, telefona rēķinu, sprayin 'svinu
Playin 'miris, tas ir vienīgais laiks, jūs tur vēl
Vai tu ēd graudaugu ... vai auzu?
Kas fuck ir bļodā, pienu? Wheaties vai Cheerios?
Cēlonis Es esmu takin "sūdi in 'em, Kelly, man vajag lasāmvielu
... Vārdnīca ...
Yo Slim, pēdējos četrus albumus sūkātas
Iet atpakaļ uz atjaunošanas, ak nošaut, tas bija trīs albumus pirms
Ko jūs zināt? Hmm, zinu savus faktus, pirms jūs nākt pie manis, Lil 'vientiesītis
Luxury, ak, jūs lauza, kuce?
Jā, man bija pietiekami daudz naudas '02
Lai ierakstītu to priekšā, ho
Jaunākiem mani? Nē, tu esi dauzīt mani
Tas ir smieklīgi, bet tā ir taisnība
Es labprātāk ir 80 gadus vecs man nekā 20 gadus vecs Jūs
Til Es saņemu veco vecumā joprojām var aizpildīt visu lapu ar 10 gadus veco s dusmas
Got vairāk fanu, nekā jums jūsu pašu pilsētu, Lil 'kiddy
Iet spēlēt, jūtu, ka esmu bērnu pieskatīšanas Lil Tay
Got Diddy labi, lai jūs pavada visu dienu
Shootin "video tikai fuckin 'rakt savu kapu
Got jums savā uzmosties, es esmu āzis
Jums nav nekad iesniegusi sarakstu blakus nav Biggie, ne Jay
Blakus Taylor Swift, un ka Iggy ho, jums par to tiešām pūst
Kelly, tie tiks liekot savu vārdu
Blakus ja blakus Benzino, mirt, motherfucker
Tāpat kā pagājušajā motherfucker sayin 'Hailey vēnā
Alien smadzenes, jums Satanist (jā)
Mani lielākie flops ir jūsu lielākie hīti
Spēles raktuves atkal un nav Nothin 'mainījies, bet slēdzenes
Tātad, pirms es noslepkavot šo kuce, mwah, dod Jade skūpstu
Gotta mosties Darba diena šim (fuck?)
Bein 'bagāts, kuras mērķis ar kādu iedurt usin "manu vārdu clickbait
Stāvoklī svētlaime 'iemesla es teicu viņa goddamn vārds
Tagad es gotta gailis atpakaļ, mērķis, jā, kuce, pop šampanieti uz šo
Tā ir jūsu brīdis, tas ir tas
Kā liels, kā jūs gonna get, lai baudīt to
Bija, lai dotu jums karjeru iznīcināt to
Iemidzināšana, dodieties gulēt sešas pēdas dziļš
Es došu jums B par pūlēm, bet, ja man bija trīs
Pēdu 11, jūs meklēt pie manis, un par ierakstu
Jūs sūkāt penis fuckin 'ir mani sekundi
Laizīt ballsack nokļūt uz manu kanālu
Dodiet savu dzīvi, lai šo nostiprināja
Tas mothafuckin "sūdi ir kā Rambo, kad viņš ir no lodes
Tātad, kādi fuckin 'labs ir ložmetējiem, ja tas ir no AMMO?
Bija pietiekami daudz šo tatted-up murmināšana reperis
Kā fuck viņu, un es varu cīnīties?
Viņam nāksies fuck Kim manā flaneļa
Nogurdinošs, ļaujot off manā pēcnācējiem
Tāpat kā lielgabals barelu, kuce, izkāpiet mani
Jūs dejot ap to kā sombrero, mēs visi varam redzēt
Tu esi sāļš "izraisīt jaunie Gerald s bumbiņas-dziļi iekšpusē Halsey
Jūsu sarkans džemperis, jūsu melna āda
Jūs kleitu labāk, es rap labāk
Tas ir nāves draudiem vai mīlestības vēstuli?
Little white zobu bakstāmais
Domā tas ir beidzies pic, man vienkārši nepatīk jums, penis
Paldies par dissing mani
Tagad man bija attaisnojums par mic rakstīt, nevis, piemēram,
Bet tiešām, man vienalga, kas ir pa labi
Bet jūs esat losin "cīņu jūs noplūktiem
Kurš cits vēlaties, Kells?
Mēģinājums neizdodas, pogas, L's
Fuckin 'naglas šajās zārki mīksts kā Cottonelle
Killshot, es ne neizdoties, es esmu ar Doc vēl
Bet šī idiots boss pops tabletes un stāsta viņam viņš ieguva prasmes
Bet Kells, dienā, kad jūs izbāzt trāpījuma ir diena Diddy atzīst
Ka viņš laiž hit, ka saņēmu Pac nogalināti, ah
Es esmu slims no jums Bein 'dauzīt
Un vēl usin ", kas mothafuckin" AutoTune, tāpēc parunāsim par to (parunāsim par to)
Es esmu slims jūsu murmināšana repa muti
Nepieciešams, lai saņemtu gailis ārā to, pirms mēs pat varam runāt par to (runāt par to)
Es esmu slims jūsu gaišiem matiem un auskari
Tikai "izraisīt paskatās spogulī un domāju, ka tu esi Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
Vai nav nozīmē, ka jūs esat, un tu neesi par to
Tik vienkārši atstāt manu penis mutē, un atstāt manu meitu tā
[Outro]
Jūs fuckin '... ak
Un es esmu tikai playin ', Diddy, tu zini, ka es tevi mīlu
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