I said I could out pen Marshall
In his sleep For the failure of the
Eminem name is all he'll keep
As he sells out to the WMA
Unlike your boys at UMG I ain't here to play

Gonna drop the facts down until ya cry
and your own daddy won't see ya even when ya die
Somebodys gotta put the Slim in his place
as you look up in the mirror and see my face
breaking the career like a piece of glass
and all you wannabe producers can kiss my ass

I don't write for money I don't write for fame
I surely don't write for a corporate name
like the kid back in the eight now mile
For those seven digits of mine he's scared to dial
Challenged him last year and his Manager as well
When I come in the room I'll look as hot as Kristen bell
Maybe add a little Kimber Marie to the spice
As this life of richness is fucking nice!

I said I could out pen Marshall
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/iPmnIn his sleep For the failure of the
Eminem name is all he'll keep
As he sells out to the WMA
Unlike your boys at UMG I ain't here to play

You and Drake and Lil Wayne can all sing together
As I go home and write just a little better
But the executives are to scared to let me be me
As I drown your careers in a Caa Sea
Ask your album sales how their doing
and the kin that is doing the internal sueing
Ya don't like what I say I really don't care
Look little sell out boy the dolls are here.

Used to Be MM but Changed it for Them
Used to be MM but changed it for Them

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