You sound like a bitch, bitch
Shut the fuck up
When your fans become your haters
You done?
You sound like a bitch, bitch
Shut the fuck up
When your fans become your haters
You done?
Fuckin' beard's weird
Alright
You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard (You want smoke)
We doin' this once
You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird
Why you yell at the mic? (Illa)
[Verse]
Rihanna just hit me on a text
Last night I left hickeys on her neck
Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed
Insult me in a 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 NordicTrack
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 fire stoked
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 lines ("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
Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow
Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, sprayin' lead (Brrt)
Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (Hold up)
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 the wack me, it's funny but so true
I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you
Til I'm hitting old age
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' Hailie in vain
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 I, mwah, give Jade a kiss
Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (The fuck?)
Bein' rich-shamed 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! (Pop)
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-eleven
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 as solidified
This mothafuckin' shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets
So what good is a fuckin' machine gun when it's outta 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
I'll give him my sandals
Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady he's gon' have to live in my shadow
Exhausting, letting off on my offspring
Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me!
You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see
You're fuckin' 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 Alike"
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! Budden—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' wack
And still usin' that mothafuckin' Auto-Tune
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
That 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 keep my daughter out it
[Outro]
You fuckin'—oh
And I'm just playin', Diddy
You know I love you
Sa tunduda lits, lits
Lőuad
Kui teie fännid saavad oma vihkajad
Sa oled teinud?
Kuradi habe on imelik
Olgu
Sa karjudes "on mic, kuradi imelik habe (Sa tahad suitsu)
Me läheb seekord
Sa karjudes "on mic, habeme on imelik
Miks sa kisa mikrofoni? (Illa)
[Salm]
Rihanna lihtsalt tabas mind teksti
Eile õhtul ma jätsin hickeys tema kaela
Oodake, sa lihtsalt dissed mind? Mind hämmingus
Teotamine mind line, kompliment mulle järgmisel
Kurat, ma tõesti kahju, et sa tahad, et ma südamerabanduse
Oli vahin 8 Mile minu NordicTrack
Mõistsin, et ma unustasin teile tagasi helistada
Siin on, et autogrammi oma tütre, ma kirjutasin seda Starter kork
Stan, Stan, poeg
Kuule, mees, isa ei ole hullu
Aga kuidas sa kavatsed nimetada end pärast kuradi relv
Ja on mees-kakuke?
Hiiglane ärkasin, silmad avada, vaieldamatu
Supplyin "suitsu, sai tulekahju kannustatuna
Ütle sul mind ulatust, kuid sa karjatada mind
Ma ütlen ühe kõne Interscope ja olete Swayze
Teie vastus sai rahvahulga karjumine, "Woo!"
Nii et enne kui sa sured vaatame, kes saab out-väiklane, kes
Oma kulunud read ( "Slim, sa oled vana") - ow, Kelly, ooh
Aga ma olen 45 ja ma olen ikka outselling te
29, oli mul kolm albumit, mis olid puhus
Nüüd räägime midagi ma ei tõesti
Mine kellegi tütar suu stealin "toit
Aga sa oled kuradi mutt mäe
Nüüd I'ma teevad mägi välja teile, woo!
Ho, chill, käitute paned kroom barrel minu luuüdi
Gunner? Bitch, sa ei ole vibu ja nool
Ütle saate eel mulle nagu telefoniarvele sprayin eduseisu (Brrt)
Play surnud, see on ainus kord, kui paigal (Hoidke)
Kas sa süüa teravilja või kaerahelbed?
Mida kuradit kaussi, piim? Wheaties või Cheerios?
Põhjus Mind võtan sitta sisse 'em, Kelly, ma vajan lugemismaterjali
... sõnaraamat ...
Yo, Slim, oma viimase nelja albumid imeda
Go tagasi Recovery, oh tulistada, et oli kolm albumit tagasi
Mida sa tead? Vabandust
Teadke oma fakte enne kui tulevad mulle, Lil 'tobu
Luksuslik, oh, sa murdis, lits? Jah, mul oli piisavalt raha '02
Põletada ees, ho
Nooremad mind? Ei, sa wack mind, see on naljakas, kuid nii tõsi
Ma pigem 80-aastane mind üle 20-aastane teil
Til Mind lööb vanaduse
Ikka saab täita terve lehe 10-aastane raevu
On rohkem fänne kui sa oma linnas, Lil 'lapsuke, minge mängida
Tunnen nagu ma olen lapsehoidjaks Lil Tay
Got Diddy okei, et sa kulutada kogu oma päeva
Võtte "video lihtsalt kuradi dig oma haua
On teil omal kiiluvees, ma olen Pukki
Sa ei ole kunagi teinud nimekirja kõrval pisiasi, ei Jay
Järgmine Taylor Swift ja Iggy ho, siis hakkab tõesti löök
Kelly, siis need panna oma nimi
Edasi Ja kõrval Benzino-die, jobu!
Nagu viimase värdjas ütlesin Hailie asjata
Alien aju, siis satanist (Jah)
Minu suurim plätud on oma greatest hits
Mäng on minu uuesti ja ei ole mitte midagi muutunud, kuid lukud
Nii enne kui ma hukka see lits I mwah, anna Jade suudlus
Gotta ärkama tööpüha sellele (kurat?)
Bein "rikas-häbis mõned torkima Usin" minu nimi clickbait
Riigis õndsus "põhjustada ma ütlesin oma kuradi nimi
Nüüd ma pean kukk tagasi, eesmärk
Jah, lits, pop Champagne sellele! (Pop)
See on sinu hetk
See on see, kui suur kui hakkad saada, nii nautida
Oli teile karjääri hävitada
Surmav süst
Mine magama kuus jalga sügav, ma annan sulle B vaeva
Aga kui ma olin kolm suu- üksteist
Sa otsida mulle, ja rekord
Sa oleks imeda riista kuradi olla mind teise
Lakkuda ballsack saada minu kanalil
Andke oma elu olla nii kindlustas
See mothafuckin "sitt on nagu Rambo kui ta läbi kuulide
Mis kasu on kuradi kuulipilduja kui see minema AMMO?
Sellest küllalt tatted-up pobin räppar
Kuidas kurat saab teda ja ma lahing?
Ta on kurat Kim minu lapp
Ma annan talle oma sandaalid
Põhjus ta teab, kaua ma olen Shady ta gon "elama mu vari
Väsitav, lastes välja minu järglaste
Lakkuda Püssitoru, libu saada eemale!
Sa tantsida ümber nagu sombreero, me kõik näeme
Sa oled kuradi soolane
Põhjus Young Gerald tema pallid-sügav sees Halsey
Teie punane kampsun, oma mustast nahast
Sa kleit parem, ma rap parem
Et surma oht või armastus kirja?
Little valge hambatikuga
Arvab, et see on üle pic, ma lihtsalt ei meeldi sulle, torkima
Täname dissing mind
Nüüd oli mul vabandus mic kirjutada "ei ole samasugused"
Aga tegelikult ma ei hooli, kes on õiges
Aga sa kaotad võitlus valisite
Kes veel tahad? Kells ebaõnnestub! Budden-L on!
Kuradi küüned need kirstud pehme nagu Cottonelle
Killshot, ma ei suuda, ma olen koos Doc veel
Aga see idioot ülemus hüppab pillid ja ütleb talle, et ta on saanud oskused
Aga Kells, päeval paned hitt on päev Diddy möönab
See pani hitt, et sain Pac tappis, ah!
Ma olen haige sinust bein "wack
Ja veel usin ", et mothafuckin" Auto-Tune
Nii Räägime see (Räägime seda)
Ma olen haige oma pobin rap suu
Vajadus saada kukk up välja see
Enne kui me saame isegi rääkida (rääkida)
Ma olen haige oma blondid juuksed ja kõrvarõngad
Just "põhjustada te vaatate peeglisse ja mõelda
Et sa oled Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
Ärge tähenda, et sa oled, ja sa ei ole midagi
Nii lihtsalt jäta mu munn suus ja hoida mu tütar välja see
[Epiloogi]
Sa fuckin'-oh
Ja ma just mängimine "Diddy
Sa tead, et ma armastan sind