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Shut the *** up!
Who the *** want war?
Fed Ex beef straight to your front door
It’ll be a *** scene
I‘m turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th
Aight you Lil Kim clone clown
All this buffoonery, the *** stops now
Time for you to lay down, I’m sick of the fraud
I put hands on this *** like a spa massage
We all know your last name’s what got you your job
You’s a put together gimmick something like a collage
Since you putting on a show, you gon’ get the applause
Clap clap, lift your frame like a ***’ garage
Yea, this hood *** you and Drake ain’t built for
This the *** the other *** almost got killed for
I’m still countin’ what Hardcore generated
Bet my *** keeps spinnin’ like it’s syndicated
Corny broad I leave you bloody like you menstruated
Your hot air *** *** should’ve been deflated
This ain’t a championship fight, I’ve been the greatest
See the fact is what you doin’ I did it
Lames tryin’ to clone my style and run with it
That’s cool, I was the first one with it
You’s a Lil Kim wannabe, you just hate to admit it
I’m the blueprint, you ain’t nothin’ brand new
Check your posters and videos, you’ll always be number 2
I’ve seen them come, I seen them go, still I remain
Sweetie you goin’ on your 14th minute of fame
I’m over 10 years strong still runnin’ the game
Cut the comparisons, I’m in a legendary lane
Fightin’ for a spot, child please I’m solidified
With my hands tied, you couldn’t beat me if you *** tried
Either you’re high or sippin’ that *** Wayne on
I get top dollar for whatever my name on
Go stick your head in a tornado…brainstorm
I drop bombs…Flex…***
Black and yellow, we’ll pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppe’s when I step out, posted up in stilettos
*** so pink, like my kitty’s sayin’ hello
If I whistle they’ll pistol-whip you in all 5 boroughs
I’m from Brooklyn, I be everywhere comfortably
Now who pumped you and told you to come romp with me?
You the type to run your mouth and then run from me
I’m poppin’ off in your hood with no company
C’mon Queens ain’t showin’ you no love
I was there the other night poppin’ bottles with the thugs
You’re like Washington heifer, I’m Benji
You got a buzz right now and I had a frenzy
Oh yeah, welcome to the fam Fendi
You need to stop, you’re not hot, you’re a burning match
That means the end is near soon…copy that
Oh, I see, they really got you gassed
Like I’m a thing of the past
Better slow down dummy, you about to crash
Stink *** hoe, I’m giving you a bath
Thermometer in hand, and I’m comin’ for your ***
Who you think you getting past?
I see right through you, your whole *** is made of glass
“You see right through me, how do you do that?”…I draw back
I’m a Brooklyn thorough ***, rep for my borough ***
Never been the type to have beef and try to settle ***
I ride out ‘til the wheels fall off
And my *** squeeze ‘til the last shell go off
*** your whole team, all I see’s a bunch of weirdos
You’s a air-head ***…scarecrow
Ha, ain’t nothin’ old but my money ***
This is grown liquid assets
Benjamin’s my daddy you Young Money ***
You and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger jackers
I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my income taxes
Bobby Fisher in the flesh, taught by the great
So on my next move, I’m yellin’ checkmate
I smell a massacre
I’m Charles Manson, you don’t stand a chance with her
Jeffrey Dahmer and you lookin’ like lunch to me
‘Bout to kill all you *** like Ted Bundy
Leave your whole head red like Peg Bundy
You’re hilarious, thanks for all the laughs
You’re garbage, so I’m taking out the trash
You? *** on me? C’mon baby girl
Ain’t enough *** shots in the world
You’re a nuisance, you probably steal my new ***
But you could never *** with me so chuck it up, deuces
All around the world I ball like a ball team
I stack chips, call me Mrs. Rothstein
Tricks is for kids silly rabbit you’re my offspring
Kim more anticipated than a Lebron ring