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    The Warning
    Only reason I dissed you in the first place
    is because you denied seeing me
    Now I'm pissed off
    Sit back homey and relax, in fact, grab a six pack
    kick back, while I kick facts

    Yeah Dre's sick track, perfect way to get back
    Wanna hear something wick wack?
    I got the exact same 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 fu*ck 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 di*ck and give you
    somethin 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 fuck I do
    Mariah, it ever occur to you
    that I still have pictures?
    However you prefer to do and goes for you too, Nick
    faggot

    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 f*ck me?

    Second base? What the fuck 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 prematurly
    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 goin off on you
    all this time for no reason
    Girl you out ya alcholic mind
    Check ya wine cellar
    Look at all the amounts of wine
    Like I 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 blubba load ribs
    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 voicemails
    right before you flipped your top
    When me and Luis were tryin' 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, mm
    (Mary P. Slim Shady)
    Comin' at you
    So if you'll still be my (babygirl)
    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 movin on with mine
    Nick, is that your (wife)
    Well tell her to shut her mouth
    then I'll leave her alone
    If she don't (sing this script?)
    then I'ma just keep goin
    (I se Mary Ann. Mary Ann's saying
    ''cut the tape, cut the tape''. Knife!)

    By: Narcotic
    Corrected by: Thiago Manfrin















































































































































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