*EDIT* Somebody got it like a minute before me, my bad, remove if nessesary.
Think these are pretty accurate, wrote 'em myself, make edits if you need to.
First Em Verse
I ain't in to S&M but my whips off the chain
A littl drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Pussy that's mine got a puzzle for a brain
An eraser for a head fuckin pensil for a frame
You don't like it then peel off
Bitch, every last woman on earth I'll kill off
And I still wouldn't fuck you slut so whipe the smile on your grill off
I swear to god I'll piss a happy meal off
Get the wheels turning spin a wheel off
Snap the axel in half bust the tire rod
quit hollerin by god, he ain't got shit to do with it
bygons will never be bygons
The world ain't finished swallowing my wad
I ain't finished blowing it, nice bra
hope it'll fit tough titty bitch, life's hard
I swear to god life is a dumb blonde white broad with fake tits
and bad dye job,
who just spit in my fuckin face and just called me a fuckin tight watch (?)
til' finally I broke down and bought her an iPod and caught her stealing my music
so I tied her arms and legs to the bed, set up the camera and pissed twice on her
look, two pees and a tripod (lol)
The moral to the story is life's treatin you like dry sod,
kick it back in it's face, my god
it's Shady and Nicky Menaj,
You might find the site quite odd,
but don't ask why bitch
(? some deep voice can't tell what it says)
The wor-world is my punching bag
and if I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots,
make that face go ahead scrunch it up at me,
show me the target so I can launch an attack,
and like a ruh-ruh, like a dungeon dragon,
you fell off-off, they must've bumped your wagon
you must of went off the back I'm bout to go off the deep,
and told you to stay in your lane, you just jumped in traffic.
Second Em verse
All you little faggots can suck it,
no homo but I'ma stick it to 'em like regridgorator magnets,
and I'm crooked enought to make straight jackets bare (?) yeah,
look who's back again bitch, keep actin' as if,
you have the same passion I have, yeah right,
still hungry my ass,
you assdicks (?) had gastric bypass,
ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass,
and bout as violent as hair on eyelids,
(Weird voice again)
so take a flyin leap of faith off a fuckin balcony,
'fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass,
you know what time it is so why ask,
when Shady and Nicki's world's clash,


for the effort





