[00:00.66] You sound like a bitch, bitch [00:02.20] Shut the fuck up! [00:03.47] When your fans become your haters [00:04.78] You done? [00:05.61] Fuckin' beard's weird [00:06.47] Alright [00:07.20] You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard [00:08.15] We doin' this once (you yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird) [00:09.84] Why you yell at the mic? (Illa) [00:11.05] Rihanna just hit me on a text [00:13.47] Last night I left hickeys on her neck [00:15.57] Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed [00:17.34] Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next [00:19.67] Damn, I'm really sorry you want me to have a heart attack [00:22.57] Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack [00:24.78] Realized I forgot to call you back [00:26.53] Here's that autograph for your daughter [00:28.23] I wrote it on a Starter cap [00:29.78] Stan, Stan, son [00:31.46] Listen, man, Dad isn't mad [00:33.52] But how you gonna name yourself [00:35.77] After a damn gun and have a man-bun? [00:38.62] The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable [00:41.16] Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked [00:42.80] Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me [00:45.07] I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze [00:47.33] Your reply got the crowd yelling, woo! [00:49.36] So before you die let's see who can out-petty who [00:51.56] With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old"), ow, Kelly, ooh [00:53.61] But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you [00:56.09] By 29, I had three albums that had blew [00:58.43] Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do [01:00.52] Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food [01:02.47] But you're a fuckin' mole hill [01:03.72] Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo! [01:05.53] Hoe, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel to my bone marrow [01:08.44] Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow [01:09.93] Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, sprayin' lead (brrt) [01:12.19] Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (hold up) [01:14.79] Are you eating cereal or oatmeal? [01:16.89] What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios? [01:19.36] 'Cause I'm takin' a shit in 'em, Kelly, I need reading material [01:21.96] Dictionary [01:22.93] Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked [01:25.14] Go back to Recovery, oh shoot, that was three albums ago [01:27.84] What do you know? Oops [01:29.32] Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof [01:31.17] Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch? Yeah, I had enough money in '02 [01:34.48] To burn it in front of you, hoe [01:35.70] Younger me? No, you're the wack me, it's funny but so true [01:38.54] I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you [01:41.80] 'Til I'm hitting old age [01:43.67] Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage [01:45.86] Got more fans than you in your own city, lil' kiddy, go play [01:48.57] Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay [01:50.47] Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day [01:52.63] Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave [01:54.80] Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat [01:57.03] You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay [01:59.30] Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy hoe, you about to really blow [02:02.42] Kelly, they'll be putting your name [02:04.03] Next to Ja, next to Benzino, die, motherfucker! [02:06.24] Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailie in vain [02:08.44] Alien brain, you Satanist (yeah) [02:10.81] My biggest flops are your greatest hits [02:12.96] The game's mine again and ain't nothin' changed but the locks [02:15.38] So before I slay this bitch I, mwah, give Jade a kiss [02:18.26] Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (the fuck?) [02:20.79] Bein' rich-shamed by some prick usin' my name for clickbait [02:23.87] In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name [02:26.16] Now I gotta cock back, aim [02:27.69] Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this! [02:29.64] It's your moment [02:31.13] This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it [02:33.72] Had to give you a career to destroy it [02:35.89] Lethal injection [02:36.87] Go to sleep six feet deep [02:38.14] I'll give you a B for the effort [02:39.76] But if I was three-foot-eleven [02:41.25] You'd look up to me, and for the record [02:42.54] You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second [02:45.00] Lick a ballsack to get on my channel [02:47.26] Give your life to be as solidified [02:49.31] This motherfuckin' shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets [02:51.47] So what good is a fuckin' machine gun when it's out of ammo? [02:54.13] Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper [02:55.98] How the fuck can him and I battle? [02:57.41] He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel [02:59.14] I'll give him my sandals [03:00.22] 'Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady he's gon' have to live in my shadow [03:03.21] Exhausting, letting off on my offspring [03:05.36] Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me! [03:07.16] You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see [03:09.15] You're fuckin' salty [03:10.31] 'Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey [03:12.67] Your red sweater, your black leather [03:15.52] You dress better, I rap better [03:17.69] That a death threat or a love letter? [03:19.93] Little white toothpick [03:21.12] Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick [03:23.17] Thanks for dissing me [03:24.49] Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike" [03:26.70] But really, I don't care who's in the right [03:28.61] But you're losin' the fight you picked [03:30.62] Who else want it? Kells, attempt fails! Budden, L's! [03:35.22] Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle [03:39.10] Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still [03:41.19] But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills [03:44.06] But, Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits [03:46.56] That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah! [03:49.34] I'm sick of you bein' wack [03:50.51] And still usin' that motherfuckin' Auto-Tune [03:52.27] So let's talk about it (let's talk about it) [03:53.71] I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth [03:55.22] Need to get the cock up out it [03:56.44] Before we can even talk about it (talk about it) [03:58.24] I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings [03:59.81] Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think [04:01.45] That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) [04:02.88] Don't mean you are, and you're not about it [04:04.53] So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my daughter out it [04:06.96] You fuckin', oh [04:08.85] And I'm just playin', Diddy [04:10.79] You know I love you [04:11.62]