The Warning Lyrics

Only reason I dissed you in the first place Was because you denied seeing me Now I'm pissed off
Sit back, homie, relax In fact grab a six pack Kick back while I kick facts Yeah Dre, sick track
Perfect way to get back Wanna hear something wick-wack? I got the same exact tat 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, didn't expect you to go balls out Bitch, shut the fuck 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 dick 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 cuz it's been so long If i had something on you I woulda did it by now Oh 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 that goes for Nick too Faggot, you think I'm scared of you?
You gonna ruin my career, you better get one Like I'mma sit and fight with you over some slut, bitch-cunt That 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 fucking had to be drunk to fuck me? Second base? What the fuck you tell Nick, punk? In the second week we were dry humping That's gotta count for something
Listen girly, surely you don't want me to talk about How I nutted early, 'cause I ejaculated prematurely And bust 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 the amounts of all the wine Like I fuckin' sit around and think about you all the time
I just think this shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme But fuck it now I'm bout 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 you wouldn't find
On an episode of Cribs, a blow below the ribs If I hear another word so don't go opening your jibs 'Cause every time you do it's like an over load of fibs I ain't saying this shit again, ho, you know what it is
It's a warning shot before I blow up your 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 trying to stick two CD's in the same slot
Slim Shady, 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 Yeah, so what I'll do Is refresh your memory when you said, "I want you"
Now should I keep going, or should we call truce? You think you cute, right? You bet your sweet ass I do I'm Mary Poppins, B And I'm Superman, mmm Mary P., Slim Shady Comin' at you
So if you'll still be my baby girl Then I'll still be your superhero Oh my, Em Yeah, I'm right here You like this Nope, not anymore dear
It cuts like a knife when I tell you 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 stick to the script, then I'mma just keep goin' Damn
I see Mary Ann. Mary Ann's saying, "Cut the tape, cut the tape" Knife!