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I don't give a fuck if Nick's beefin' with Em
I didn't write Guest because of The Invitation
I wrote Guest because I'm sick of racist motherfuckers in hip hop
Nick Cannon bein' one of 'em
Matter of fact, Invitation dropped December 9th
I recorded Guest October 18th
I got the studio files to prove it
Nick, this shit personal bro
Yeah, I'ma die before I motherfuckin' lie, dog
Wanna test? Be my guest, go head try dog
Fuck a vest, if I ride dog
I'm blownin' out your eyeballs, why dog?
Why you gotta bring this side of me
Nick, I ride on you quick
All you fuckin' ride on his dick, ho
Bet you didn't know, I got info
That you feelin' on the thighs
Of the guys in your limo, yeah
Fuck with the wrong white boy
And not Shady, he can fight his own fight boy
Even though he doesn't have to
Long as you keep usin' all his lyrics in your rap tune
Man you're fuckin' trash dude
Em's bars the best that you ever flow
Your career is the best joke you ever told
I ain't scared, heading West bout to hit the road
Catch you out in public, run up on you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Damn man, why you have to start shit
Lookin' like Aladdin, where the fuck your magic carpet
Would call you a has-been but your career never started
If I'm a guest then you a host, learn to play your part, bitch
But you ain't no host of hip hop
You a host in Hollywood, act tough you get dropped
I know your people, Nick, I been to your lab
Been put my Timb's on the boards where you mix your tracks
I could drop your addy like you drop to your knees for deals
So drop the race shit before I drop in for real
Drop you for real, put you on your ass Nick
Rappin' ain't the only way that you can get your ass kicked
Man, you're fuckin' trash, bitch
Em's bars the best that you ever flow
Your career is the best joke you ever told
I ain't scared, heading West bout to hit the road
Catch you out in public, run up on you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Yeah and just so we're clear, this ain't just for Nick
This for anybody out there talkin' that racist shit
Anybody out there sayin' that somebody don't belong somewhere
Cause of the color of their fuckin' skin, fuck you
Hip hop is a culture, not a color
But, um, if you still feel differently, Nick
Then feel free to come make me leave
Make me leave, bitch, huh, you can't though
You know why? Cause
Em's bars were the best that you ever flow
Your career is the best joke you ever told
I ain't scared, heading West bout to hit the road
Catch you out in public, run up on you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
I didn't write Guest because of The Invitation
I wrote Guest because I'm sick of racist motherfuckers in hip hop
Nick Cannon bein' one of 'em
Matter of fact, Invitation dropped December 9th
I recorded Guest October 18th
I got the studio files to prove it
Nick, this shit personal bro
Yeah, I'ma die before I motherfuckin' lie, dog
Wanna test? Be my guest, go head try dog
Fuck a vest, if I ride dog
I'm blownin' out your eyeballs, why dog?
Why you gotta bring this side of me
Nick, I ride on you quick
All you fuckin' ride on his dick, ho
Bet you didn't know, I got info
That you feelin' on the thighs
Of the guys in your limo, yeah
Fuck with the wrong white boy
And not Shady, he can fight his own fight boy
Even though he doesn't have to
Long as you keep usin' all his lyrics in your rap tune
Man you're fuckin' trash dude
Em's bars the best that you ever flow
Your career is the best joke you ever told
I ain't scared, heading West bout to hit the road
Catch you out in public, run up on you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Damn man, why you have to start shit
Lookin' like Aladdin, where the fuck your magic carpet
Would call you a has-been but your career never started
If I'm a guest then you a host, learn to play your part, bitch
But you ain't no host of hip hop
You a host in Hollywood, act tough you get dropped
I know your people, Nick, I been to your lab
Been put my Timb's on the boards where you mix your tracks
I could drop your addy like you drop to your knees for deals
So drop the race shit before I drop in for real
Drop you for real, put you on your ass Nick
Rappin' ain't the only way that you can get your ass kicked
Man, you're fuckin' trash, bitch
Em's bars the best that you ever flow
Your career is the best joke you ever told
I ain't scared, heading West bout to hit the road
Catch you out in public, run up on you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Yeah and just so we're clear, this ain't just for Nick
This for anybody out there talkin' that racist shit
Anybody out there sayin' that somebody don't belong somewhere
Cause of the color of their fuckin' skin, fuck you
Hip hop is a culture, not a color
But, um, if you still feel differently, Nick
Then feel free to come make me leave
Make me leave, bitch, huh, you can't though
You know why? Cause
Em's bars were the best that you ever flow
Your career is the best joke you ever told
I ain't scared, heading West bout to hit the road
Catch you out in public, run up on you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
Hold up, I ain't scared of no motherfucker
No, motherfucker - I'ma let him know motherfucker
Over shade of skin, better let it go motherfucker
Call me guest again, I'ma send you home motherfucker
