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Lil` KimBlack Friday

It's funny 'cause, you know, we've been asking people what they wanted to know
I mean, clearly, you've been having this thing with Kim
And I don't know, just thinking about you and where you were from and that you're a rapper ?
and I'm thinking, sure, I know things have gotten crazy and people are assuming
even though you say it's not specifically about her that Roman's Revenge is for Kim
Umm, you know, she just really jumped and you gotta be careful when you pick fights
And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never know ?
SHUT THE FUCK UP
Who the fuck want war
Fed Ex beef straight to your front door
It'll be a murder scene
I'm turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th
Aight you Lil' Kim clone clown
All this buffoonery shit stops now
Time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud
I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage
We all know your last name's what got you your job
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage
Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause
Clap clap with your frame like a fucking garage Yeaaaah
This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for
This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
I'm still counting what Hard Core generated
Bet my shit keep spendin' like a syndicated
Corny broad, I leave you bloody like you menstruated
You hot air ass bitch shoulda BEEN deflated
This ain't a championship fight, I BEEN the greatest
See the fact is what you doin', I did it
You lames tryna clone my style and run wit it
That's cool, I was the first one wit it
You's a Lil' Kim wannabe, you just hate to admit it
I'm the blueprint you ain't nothin' brand new
Check your posters and videos
you'll always be number two
I seen 'em come, I seen' em go, still I remain
Sweetie, you goin' on your 14th minute of fame
I'm over 10 years strong still running the game
Cut the comparisons I'm in the legendary lane
Fighting for a spot Child please, I'm solidified
With my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried
Either you high or sippin' that shit Wayne on
I get top dollar for whateva my name on
Go stick your head in a tornado brainstorm
I drop bombs Flex Napalm
Black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppes when I step out, post it up in stilettos
Pussy so pink like my Kitty sayin' Hello
If I whistle they'll pistol whip you in all five boroughs
I'm from Brooklyn, I be everywhere comfortably
Now who pumped you and told you to come romp wit me
You the type to run your mouth and then run from me
I'm poppin' off in your hood wit no company
Come on, Queens ain't showin' you no love
I was there the other night poppin' bottles with a thug
You like Washington Heifer, I'm Benji
You got a buzz right now, and I had a frenzy
Oh yeah, welcome to the fam Fendi
You needa stop, you're not hot, you're a burning match
That means the end is near soon, copy that
Ho, I see they really got you gassed
Like I'm a thing of the past
Better slow down, dummy, you 'bout to crash
STINK PUSSY HO I'm giving you a bath
Thermometer in hand and I'm comin' for your ass
Who you think you gettin' past
'I see right through you,' your whole shit is made of glass
I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn Borough bitch
Rep for my borough bitch
Never been the type to have beef and try to settle shit
I ride out 'til the wheels fall off
And my niggas squeeze 'til the last shell go off
Fuck your whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdos
You's a airhead bitch scarecrow
Ha, ain't nothing old 'bout my money bitch Ha ha
This is grown liquid assets
Benjamin's my daddy, you Young Money bastards
You and Diddy Sorry, bunch of swaggerjackers
I mothered you hos, I should claim you on my income taxes
Bobby Fisch in the flesh, talk about a great
So on my next move, I'm yelling checkmate
I smell a massacre I'm Charles Manson
You don't stand a chance wit her
Jeffrey Dahmer, you lookin' like lunch to me
'Bout to kill all you bitches like Ted Bundy
Leave your whole head red like Peg Bundy
You're hilarious, thanks for all the laughs ?
You're garbage, so I'm taking out the trash
You, shit on me C'mon baby girl
Ain't enough ass shots in the world
You're a nuisance, you'll probably steal my new shit
But you could never fuck with me, so chuck it up, deuces
All around the world I ball like a ball team
I stack chips, call me Mrs Rothstein
Trix is for kids, silly rabbit, you're my offspring
Kim more anticipated than a LeBron ring
I mean I know I know you guys asked me if Roman's Revenge was about Kim
and no, I, it's not about Kim
Actually if Kim thought it was about her, I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry, I apologize, Kim
I don't know, I just had temporary insanity I lost my teeth and my mind
It's funny 'cause, you know, we've been asking people what they wanted to know
I mean, clearly, you've been having this thing with Kim
And I don't know, just thinking about you and where you were from and that you're a rapper ?
and I'm thinking, sure, I know things have gotten crazy and people are assuming
even though you say it's not specifically about her that Roman's Revenge is for Kim
Umm, you know, she just really jumped and you gotta be careful when you pick fights
And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never know ?
SHUT THE FUCK UP
Who the fuck want war
Fed Ex beef straight to your front door
It'll be a murder scene
I'm turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th
Aight you Lil' Kim clone clown
All this buffoonery shit stops now
Time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud
I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage
We all know your last name's what got you your job
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage
Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause
Clap clap with your frame like a fucking garage Yeaaaah
This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for
This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
I'm still counting what Hard Core generated
Bet my shit keep spendin' like a syndicated
Corny broad, I leave you bloody like you menstruated
You hot air ass bitch shoulda BEEN deflated
This ain't a championship fight, I BEEN the greatest
See the fact is what you doin', I did it
You lames tryna clone my style and run wit it
That's cool, I was the first one wit it
You's a Lil' Kim wannabe, you just hate to admit it
I'm the blueprint you ain't nothin' brand new
Check your posters and videos
you'll always be number two
I seen 'em come, I seen' em go, still I remain
Sweetie, you goin' on your 14th minute of fame
I'm over 10 years strong still running the game
Cut the comparisons I'm in the legendary lane
Fighting for a spot Child please, I'm solidified
With my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried
Either you high or sippin' that shit Wayne on
I get top dollar for whateva my name on
Go stick your head in a tornado brainstorm
I drop bombs Flex Napalm
Black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppes when I step out, post it up in stilettos
Pussy so pink like my Kitty sayin' Hello
If I whistle they'll pistol whip you in all five boroughs
I'm from Brooklyn, I be everywhere comfortably
Now who pumped you and told you to come romp wit me
You the type to run your mouth and then run from me
I'm poppin' off in your hood wit no company
Come on, Queens ain't showin' you no love
I was there the other night poppin' bottles with a thug
You like Washington Heifer, I'm Benji
You got a buzz right now, and I had a frenzy
Oh yeah, welcome to the fam Fendi
You needa stop, you're not hot, you're a burning match
That means the end is near soon, copy that
Ho, I see they really got you gassed
Like I'm a thing of the past
Better slow down, dummy, you 'bout to crash
STINK PUSSY HO I'm giving you a bath
Thermometer in hand and I'm comin' for your ass
Who you think you gettin' past
'I see right through you,' your whole shit is made of glass
I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn Borough bitch
Rep for my borough bitch
Never been the type to have beef and try to settle shit
I ride out 'til the wheels fall off
And my niggas squeeze 'til the last shell go off
Fuck your whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdos
You's a airhead bitch scarecrow
Ha, ain't nothing old 'bout my money bitch Ha ha
This is grown liquid assets
Benjamin's my daddy, you Young Money bastards
You and Diddy Sorry, bunch of swaggerjackers
I mothered you hos, I should claim you on my income taxes
Bobby Fisch in the flesh, talk about a great
So on my next move, I'm yelling checkmate
I smell a massacre I'm Charles Manson
You don't stand a chance wit her
Jeffrey Dahmer, you lookin' like lunch to me
'Bout to kill all you bitches like Ted Bundy
Leave your whole head red like Peg Bundy
You're hilarious, thanks for all the laughs ?
You're garbage, so I'm taking out the trash
You, shit on me C'mon baby girl
Ain't enough ass shots in the world
You're a nuisance, you'll probably steal my new shit
But you could never fuck with me, so chuck it up, deuces
All around the world I ball like a ball team
I stack chips, call me Mrs Rothstein
Trix is for kids, silly rabbit, you're my offspring
Kim more anticipated than a LeBron ring
I mean I know I know you guys asked me if Roman's Revenge was about Kim
and no, I, it's not about Kim
Actually if Kim thought it was about her, I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry, I apologize, Kim
I don't know, I just had temporary insanity I lost my teeth and my mind

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