KILLSHOT

[00:04.11] "KILLSHOT"

[00:07.13] You sound like a bitch, bitch

[00:07.63] Shut the fuck up

[00:08.12] When your fans become your haters

[00:08.88] You done?

[00:09.37] Fuckin' beard's weird

[00:09.61] Alright

[00:11.37] You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard (You want smoke)

[00:11.62] We doin' this once

[00:11.85] You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird

[00:12.62] Why you yell at the mic? (Illa)

[00:13.61] Rihanna just hit me on a text

[00:15.61] Last night I left hickeys on her neck

[00:16.37] Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed

[00:17.36] Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next

[00:18.36] Damn, I'm really sorry you want me to have a heart attack

[00:22.11] Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack

[00:24.37] Realized I forgot to call you back

[00:26.11] Here's that autograph for your daughter, I wrote it on a Starter cap

[00:29.36] Stan, Stan, son

[00:30.86] Listen, man, Dad isn't mad

[00:33.11] But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun

[00:36.11] And have a man-bun?

[00:38.36] The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable

[00:41.36] Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked

[00:42.86] Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me

[00:44.62] I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze

[00:48.38] Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo!"

[00:48.88] So before you die let's see who can out-petty who

[00:51.10] With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old") -ow, Kelly, ooh

[00:52.63] But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you

[00:55.61] By 29, I had three albums that had blew

[00:58.11] Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do

[01:00.61] Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food

[01:02.12] But you're a fuckin' mole hill

[01:03.35] Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo!

[01:05.12] Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel to my bone marrow

[01:08.38] Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow

[01:09.62] Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, sprayin' lead (Brrt)

[01:12.60] Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (Hold up)

[01:14.87] Are you eating cereal or oatmeal?

[01:16.64] What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios?

[01:18.85] 'Cause I'm takin' a shit in 'em, Kelly, I need reading material

[01:21.36] …Dictionary…

[01:22.87] "Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked

[01:24.62] Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, that was three albums ago

[01:27.12] What do you know? Oops

[01:28.61] Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof

[01:30.85] Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch? Yeah, I had enough money in '02

[01:34.12] To burn it in front of you, ho

[01:35.11] Younger me? No, you the wack me, it's funny but so true

[01:37.11] I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you

[01:41.10] 'Til I'm hitting old age

[01:43.11] Still can fill a whole page with a ten-year-old's rage

[01:44.63] Got more fans than you in your own city, lil' kiddy, go play

[01:48.35] Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay

[01:49.87] Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day

[01:52.11] Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave

[01:54.36] Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat

[01:56.62] You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay

[01:59.13] Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow

[02:02.11] Kelly, they'll be putting your name

[02:05.37] Next to Ja, next to Benzino-die, motherfucker!

[02:06.36] Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailie in vain

[02:08.13] Alien brain, you Satanist (Yeah)

[02:09.61] My biggest flops are your greatest hits

[02:12.86] 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

[02:17.60] Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (The fuck?)

[02:20.12] Bein' rich-shamed by some prick usin' my name for clickbait

[02:23.38] In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name

[02:25.61] Now I gotta cock back, aim

[02:27.12] Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this! (Pop)

[02:29.37] It's your moment

[02:31.11] This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it

[02:33.86] Had to give you a career to destroy it

[02:35.37] Lethal injection

[02:36.62] Go to sleep six feet deep, I'll give you a B for the effort

[02:39.36] But if I was three-foot-eleven

[02:40.62] You'd look up to me, and for the record

[02:42.11] You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second

[02:44.63] Lick a ballsack to get on my channel

[02:46.37] Give your life to be as solidified

[02:48.60] This mothafuckin' shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets

[02:51.14] So what good is a fuckin' machine gun when it's out of ammo?

[02:53.61] Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper

[02:55.61] How the fuck can him and I battle?

[02:57.12] He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel

[02:58.61] I'll give him my sandals

[03:00.63] 'Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady he's gon' have to live in my shadow

[03:02.87] Exhausting, letting off on my offspring

[03:04.86] Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me!

[03:06.61] You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see

[03:08.61] You're fuckin' salty

[03:09.87] 'Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey

[03:11.88] Your red sweater, your black leather

[03:15.11] You dress better, I rap better

[03:16.86] That a death threat or a love letter?

[03:18.37] Little white toothpick

[03:20.61] Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick

[03:22.61] Thanks for dissing me

[03:24.12] Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike"

[03:26.37] But really I don't care who's in the right

[03:28.11] But you're losin' the fight you picked

[03:30.12] Who else want it? Kells?

[03:32.11] Attempt fails! Budden, L's!

[03:34.11] Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle

[03:38.61] Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still

[03:40.89] But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills

[03:43.37] But, Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits

[03:46.13] That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah!

[03:48.36] I'm sick of you bein' wack

[03:50.62] And still usin' that mothafuckin' Auto-Tune

[03:51.86] So let's talk about it (Let's talk about it)

[03:53.13] I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth

[03:55.63] Need to get the cock up out it

[03:56.11] Before we can even talk about it (Talk about it)

[03:57.37] I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings

[03:59.13] Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think

[04:01.11] That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[04:02.62] Don't mean you are, and you're not about it

[04:04.85] So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my daughter out it

[04:05.61] You fuckin'... oh

[04:06.39] And I'm just playin', Diddy

[04:06.88] You know I love you