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
Siz urg'ochi, kaltak kabi ovoz
Aniq ovozingiz
Shunda muxlislar sizning dushmani bo'lib
Siz qilgan?
Yokmu soqol ning g'alati
alright
Siz g'alati soqolli (Siz tutun istayman) "Mixo, la'nat da" yellin
Biz: «Bu bir marta ketadi
Siz soqol ning g'alati, mikrafonni da "yellin
Nima uchun siz Mikrofon bağırmamı? (Illo)
[Verse]
Rihanna faqat matn ustida meni urdi
Kecha tunda men uning bo'yniga hickeys tark
Turib turinglar, siz faqat meni dissed? Men hayron qilyapman
Keyingi kuni, bir chiziq iltifot menga meni haqorat
Jin ursin, men, albatta, uzr siz meni bir yurak xuruji bor istayman qilyapman
"Mening NordicTrack 8 milga kuzatib qilindi
Amalga Men sizni qayta qo'ng'iroq qilish unutgan
Bu yerda, sizning qizi uchun dastxat ekan, men bir Muallif idish uni yozgan
Stan, Stan, o'g'li
Ota aqldan emas, odam, tinglang
Lekin siz bir la'nat qurol keyin o'zingizni nom gonna qanday
Va bir odam-cho'rak bor?
ulkan ko'zlari, aniq ochib, uyg'onib
Supplyin "tutun, olov olovlantirdi qolibdi
Sen Agar doirasi meni bor, lekin siz meni tashvishga botgan
Men Interscope'la bir qo'ng'iroq aytish va Swayze ekansiz
Sizning javob, Faryod olomonni bor "San!"
Agar vafot oldin ko'raylikchi Bas, kim tashqariga-kichik kim
ow, Kelly, ooh - Sizning qavargan liniyalari ( "Slim, siz ekansiz eski") bilan
Lekin men 45 yoshdaman va men hali seni outselling qilyapman
29 Men esib uch albom edi
Endi, men, albatta, albatta, yo'q », narsa haqida suhbatlashamiz
kimningdir qizining og'zi stealin "oziq-ovqat borib
Lekin siz bir yokmu Mol Hill odamsiz
Endi Men, siz chiqib Vu bir tog'ni qilish!
Ho, sovuq, oqib chiqdi "Siz mening suyak iligi uchun Chrome barrel qo'yish kabi
Gunner? Urg'ochi, siz bir kamon va o'q emas
Agar telefon hisobidagi kabi menga yugurib olaman Sen, sprayin »qo'rg'oshin (Brrt)
Agar siz hali ham ushlab faqat vaqti keldi o'lik Play ", (up ushlab turing)
Agar don yoki jo'xori uni ezib eyish olasizmi?
Nima shar, sutda fuck ning? Wheaties yoki Cheerios?
Men: «Bir Shit» yoq qilyapman sabab em, Kelly, men moddiy o'qish kerak
... Dictionary ...
Yo, Slim, so'nggi to'rt Albomlar so'rib
uch Albomlar oldin edi Recovery, oh seriyasida uchun Orqaga
Siz nima bilasiz? Afsuski
Agar, Lil 'buzish menga kelib oldin faktlarni bilish
Hashamatli, oh, sen, kaltak sindirib? Ha, men 02 etarli pul bor edi
siz oldida uni yoqish uchun, Azonni
meni yosh? Yo'q, siz jinni meni, u kulgili, lekin shunday haqiqat
Men asosan 80 yoshli me bo'lar edim 20 yoshli sizlardan ko'ra
Til Men keksalikka topsa qilyapman
Shunday bo'lsa-da, uning 10 yoshli g'azabdan bir butun sahifani to'ldiring mumkin
O'z shahrida sizlar ko'proq muxlislarini bor, Lil 'bola, GO Play
His kabi men Lil tay bola tarbiyasiga qilyapman
Agar butun kun davomida shunday Diddy okay bor
Olov »bir video faqat uchun yokmu dig o'z qabr
O'z keyin sizni bor, men Billy echki emasman
Siz hech biggie, hech Jay yonida ro'yxatini hech qachon bo'lmaydi
albatta, zarba haqida Iggy Xo Teylor Svift va Keyingi siz
Kelly, ular sizning ismingiz qo'yib turaman
Itak yonida, Benzino'yla-Qolib yonida, farzandi!
behuda Hailie "Hurmatli so'nggi bolasi kabi
Alien miya, siz o'g'il (Ha)
Mening eng katta shippaklari sizning eng buyuk Xitlar bor
O'yin yana meniki va o'zgardi, lekin qulflar nothin emas
Men bu urg'ochi I o'ldiringlar oldin, mwah, yashma bir bo'sa ber
Bu mehnat kuniga qadar gotta uyg'onish (fuck?)
clickbait uchun Bein boy-sharmanda ba'zi igna jarayon tomonidan "Mening ismim
Naim bir davlat », dedim sabab uning la'nat nomi
Endi men qaytib quyruq kerak, maqsad
Ha, urg'ochi, bu Champagne pop! (Pop)
Bu sizning lahza
Bu sizga olish otlanamiz sifatida, shuning uchun zavq katta qilib, u
Edi sizga uni yo'q qilish, bir martaba berish
halokatli quyish
Men harakat uchun sizga B beraman, olti fut chuqur uyqu o'tish
Lekin men uch-oyoq-o'n bo'lsa
Siz menga qarash, va edim rekord uchun
Siz FUCKIN bir Dik so'rish edi ", bir soniya meni bo'lishi
mening kanalida olish uchun ballsack edi.Yalashnichi
Hayotingizni ber deb qotib kerak
Bu mothafuckin "Shit U o'q chiqib bo'lganda Rambo o'xshaydi
Bas, nima yaxshi bir yokmu mashina qurol qachon u ning erdan o'q-dorilar hisoblanadi?
Bu tatted-up to'ng'illamoq rapçi bor edi etarli
Qanday fuck, unga va men jang mumkin?
U mening Flannel Kim fuck kerak
Men unga mening sandal beraman
U biladi sabab, men Shady'yi u gon bo'lyapdi "emasman uzoq sifatida mening soyasida yashash uchun kerak
Mashaqqatli, mening zurriyotimdan kuni off qoldirayotgan
men off olish, bir qurol barrel, kaltak yalab!
Siz, biz barcha ko'rish mumkin, bir-Sombrero kabi atrofida raqsga
Siz-ku yokmu sho'r
HALSEY yosh Jerald uning to'plari-chuqur ichki sabab
Sizning qizil kozok, siz qora charm
Siz yaxshi kiyinish, men yaxshi rap
Agar o'lim bilan tahdid qilish yoki bir sevgi maktub deb?
Oz oq, Hazrati
u Pic, ustidan deb hisoblaydigan, men faqat senga yoqtirmayman, igna
meni dissing uchun rahmat
Endi men yozish uchun mikrofonga uzr edi "bir xil emas"
Lekin, albatta, men kim o'ng ekan farqi yo'q
Lekin siz ekansiz losin "kurash siz oldi
yana u kim istayman? Kells-urinish muvaffaqiyatsiz! Budden-L ning!
Cottonelle yumshoq bu tobutlar ichida yokmu mix
Killshot, men hali ham doc bilan emasman, xilof qilmaydi
Lekin bu ahmoq ning bosh murabbiyi dori ochiladi va u ning bor ko'nikmalarini aytadi
Lekin, Kells, siz bir hit olib qo'yish kuni kun Diddy tan ekan
deb Pac Oh, o'ldirdi bor chiqib, u zarba qo'yish Bu!
Men bein «jinni sizga kasal emasman
Va hali ham ", deb mothafuckin" Auto-Tune iste'mol
Bas, u haqida Keling munozarasi (bu haqda Keling munozara)
Men sizning to'ng'illamoq Rep og'zidan kasal emasman
undan chiqib xo'roz qadar qabul qilish kerak
Biz ham u haqda gapirish mumkin oldin (bu haqda Munozara)
Men sizning sariq soch va kupe kasal emasman
Faqat «Agar oynaga qarash va o'ylab sabab
Siz bu odamsiz Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
degani qilmang siz, va siz bu haqda emas ekansiz
Shunday qilib, faqat og'izda mening Dik tark va undan chiqib qizim ushlab
[Outro]
Siz fuckin' O
Va men faqat, Diddy beozor qilyapman
Siz men seni sevaman bilaman