[Nicki Minaj]

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin

so far ahead, these bums is lagging

see me in that new thing, bums is gagging

I’m starting to feel like a dungeon dragon

rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

I’m starting to feel like a dungeon dragon

look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzing

so f-ck I look like getting back to a has-been

yeah, I said it, has-been

hang it up, flatscreen, haha, plasma

hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma

I got the pumps, it ain’t got medicine

I got bars, sentencing

I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt

and I’ll kick that hoe, punt

forced trauma, blunt

you play the back, bitch, I’m in the front

you need a job, this ain’t cutting it

Nicki Minaj is who you ain’t f-cking with

You li’l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock

I am a movie, camera block

you outta work, I know it’s tough

but enough is enough

[Chorus]

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[Eminem]

I ain’t into S and M, but my whip’s off the chain

a little drop of candy paint drips off the frame

twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain

an eraser for a head, f-cking pencil for a frame

you don’t like it then peel off bitch

every last woman on Earth I’ll kill off

and I still wouldn’t f-ck you, slut

so wipe the smile on your grill off

I swear to God I’ll piss a Happy Meal off

get the wheels turning, spin a wheel off

snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod

quit hollering “Why, God?”

He ain’t got sh-t to do with it

Bygones will never be bygones

so won’t be finished swallowing my wad

I ain’t finished blowing it, nice bra

hope it’ll fit a tough titty, bitch

life’s hard, I swear to God

life is a dumb blonde white broad with fake tits and a bad dye job

who just spit in my f-cking face and called me a f-cking tightwad

so finally I broke down and bought her an iPod

and caught her stealing my music

so I tied her arms and legs to the bed

set up the camera and pissed twice on her

look, two pees and a tripod!

the moral to the story is, life’s treating you like dry sod?

kick it back in its face, my God

it’s Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd

but don’t ask why, bitch

(ask why not)

The wo-world is my punchin’ bag and

If I’m garbage, you’re a bunch of maggots

Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me

Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it

Like a, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

You fell off, off, they musta bumped your wagon

You musta went off the back, I’m ’bout to go off the deep end

I told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic

[Nicki Minaj]

(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for putting you bitches on?

is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?

shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho

now I’ma wrap your coffin with a bow

“N-N-N-Nicki, she’s just mad ’cause you took the spot”

word, that bitch mad ’cause I took the spot?

Well, bitch, if you ain’t sh-tting, then get off the pot

Got some n-ggas out in Brooklyn that’ll off your top

I-I-I-I hear them mumbling, I hear the cackling

I got ‘em scared, shook, panicking

overseas, church, Vatican

you at a stand, still, mannequin

you wanna sleep on me? Overnight?

I’m the motherf-cking boss, overwrite

and when I pull up, vroom, motorbike

now all my n-ggas gettin’ bucked, overbite

I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi’s

raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs

I call the play, now do you see why?

these bitches calling me Manning, Eli

(Manning, Eli!)

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Manning, Eli

These bitches calling me (Manning, Eli)

[Eminem]

A-a-a-a-all you little faggots can suck it, no homo

but I’ma stick it to ‘em like refrigerator magnets

and I’m crooked enough to make straitjackets bend

yeah, look who’s back again, bitch

keep acting as if you have the same passion I have

yeah right, still hungry, my ass

You ass-dicks had gastric bypass

Ain’t hot enough to set fire to dry grass

And ’bout as violent as hair on eyelids (eyelash!)

go take a flying leap of faith off a f-cking balcony

‘fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass

you know what time it is, so why ask?

Slim Shady and Nicki’s World’s clashing

It’s high class meets white trash

[Chorus]

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon

Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[Nicki Minaj]

Roman, Roman!

stop it, stop it!

you’ve gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!

you and this boy Slim Shady!

What’s going on? they’ll lock you away!

They’ll put you in a jail cell!

I promise! take your mother’s warning, Roman

Pleaaaaase, back to bed, run along!

Let’s go! Come on!

Wash your mouth out with soap, boys