Killshot

[00:00.61] You sound like a bitch, bitch

[00:01.12] Shut the fuck up

[00:02.62] When your fans become your haters

[00:04.13] You done?

[00:05.38] Fuckin' beard's weird

[00:06.63] Alright

[00:07.64] You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard (You want smoke)

[00:08.89] We doin' this once

[00:09.39] You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird

[00:10.38] Why you yell at the mic? (Illa)

[00:11.14] Rihanna just hit me on a text

[00:12.64] Last night I left hickeys on her neck

[00:14.90] Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed

[00:16.90] Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next

[00:19.40] Damn, I'm really sorry you want me to have a heart attack

[00:21.90] Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack

[00:24.16] Realized I forgot to call you back

[00:25.92] Here's that autograph for your daughter, I wrote it on a Starter cap

[00:28.93] Stan, Stan, son

[00:30.93] Listen, man, Dad isn't mad

[00:33.18] But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun

[00:36.18] And have a man-bun?

[00:37.93] The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable

[00:40.44] Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked

[00:42.20] Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me

[00:44.45] I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze

[00:46.95] Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo!"

[00:48.45] So before you die let's see who can out-petty who

[00:50.72] With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old") -ow, Kelly, ooh

[00:53.22] But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you

[00:55.48] By 29, I had three albums that had blew

[00:57.73] Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do

[00:59.98] Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food

[01:01.73] But you're a fuckin' mole hill

[01:02.98] Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo!

[01:04.98] Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel to my bone marrow

[01:08.00] Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow

[01:09.25] Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, sprayin' lead (Brrt)

[01:11.75] Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (Hold up)

[01:14.01] Are you eating cereal or oatmeal?

[01:16.26] What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios?

[01:18.88] 'Cause I'm takin' a shit in 'em, Kelly, I need reading material

[01:21.63] …Dictionary…

[01:22.63] "Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked

[01:24.64] Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, that was three albums ago

[01:27.39] What do you know? Oops

[01:28.40] Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof

[01:30.65] Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch? Yeah, I had enough money in '02

[01:33.90] To burn it in front of you, ho

[01:35.41] Younger me? No, you the wack me, it's funny but so true

[01:38.16] I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you

[01:40.91] 'Til I'm hitting old age

[01:42.92] Still can fill a whole page with a ten-year-old's rage

[01:45.17] Got more fans than you in your own city, lil' kiddy, go play

[01:48.18] Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay

[01:49.69] Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day

[01:51.94] Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave

[01:54.19] Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat

[01:56.19] You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay

[01:58.95] Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow

[02:01.95] Kelly, they'll be putting your name

[02:03.21] Next to Ja, next to Benzino-die, motherfucker!

[02:05.71] Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailie in vain

[02:07.97] Alien brain, you Satanist (Yeah)

[02:10.22] My biggest flops are your greatest hits

[02:12.47] The game's mine again and ain't nothin' changed but the locks

[02:14.73] So before I slay this bitch I, mwah, give Jade a kiss

[02:17.73] Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (The fuck?)

[02:20.00] Bein' rich-shamed by some prick usin' my name for clickbait

[02:23.50] In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name

[02:25.50] Now I gotta cock back, aim

[02:27.01] Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this! (Pop)

[02:29.26] It's your moment

[02:30.51] This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it

[02:33.27] Had to give you a career to destroy it

[02:35.27] Lethal injection

[02:36.28] Go to sleep six feet deep, I'll give you a B for the effort

[02:39.04] But if I was three-foot-eleven

[02:40.54] You'd look up to me, and for the record

[02:41.80] You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second

[02:44.54] Lick a ballsack to get on my channel

[02:46.55] Give your life to be as solidified

[02:48.30] This mothafuckin' shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets

[02:50.81] So what good is a fuckin' machine gun when it's out of ammo?

[02:53.56] Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper

[02:55.07] How the fuck can him and I battle?

[02:56.82] He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel

[02:58.33] I'll give him my sandals

[02:59.57] 'Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady he's gon' have to live in my shadow

[03:02.83] Exhausting, letting off on my offspring

[03:04.84] Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me!

[03:06.59] You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see

[03:08.59] You're fuckin' salty

[03:09.59] 'Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey

[03:12.10] Your red sweater, your black leather

[03:14.86] You dress better, I rap better

[03:16.87] That a death threat or a love letter?

[03:19.37] Little white toothpick

[03:20.37] Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick

[03:22.88] Thanks for dissing me

[03:23.88] Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike"

[03:26.13] But really I don't care who's in the right

[03:28.16] But you're losin' the fight you picked

[03:30.15] Who else want it? Kells?

[03:32.66] Attempt fails! Budden, L's!

[03:34.91] Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle

[03:38.17] Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still

[03:40.44] But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills

[03:43.45] But, Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits

[03:45.95] That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah!

[03:48.71] I'm sick of you bein' wack

[03:49.72] And still usin' that mothafuckin' Auto-Tune

[03:51.72] So let's talk about it (Let's talk about it)

[03:53.23] I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth

[03:54.48] Need to get the cock up out it

[03:55.73] Before we can even talk about it (Talk about it)

[03:57.73] I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings

[03:59.48] Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think

[04:00.99] That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[04:02.49] Don't mean you are, and you're not about it

[04:03.99] So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my daughter out it

[04:06.50] You fuckin'... oh

[04:07.75] And I'm just playin', Diddy

[04:10.25] You know I love you