Roman's Revenge

I am not Jasmine, I'm Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So f- I look like gettin' 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, sentencin'
I'm a bad b-, I'm a cu-
And I'll kick that h-, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, b-, I'm in the front

You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't f-ckin' with
You lil' Fraggle Rock, 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

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

I ain't into S&M, but my whip's off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-a- mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head f- pencil for a frame

You don't like it then peel off, b-
Every last woman on Earth I'll kill off
And I still wouldn't f- you, sl-
So wipe the smile on your grill off
I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turnin', spin, and wheel off

Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollerin' 'Why, God"
He ain't got s- to do with it
Bygones'll never be bygones
The world ain't finished swallowing my w-
I ain't finished b- it, nice bra
Hope it'll fit a tough titty, b-
Life's hard, I swear to God

Life is a dumb blonde white broad
With fake t- and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my f- face and called me a f- tightwad
So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealin' my music
So I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and p- twice on her
Look, two p- and a tripod

The moral to the story is, life's treatin'
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, b-(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, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they must've bumped your wagon
You must've went off the back
I'm 'bout to go off the deep end
Told you to stay in your lane, you just jumped in traffic

I-I-I-I-Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you b- on
Is it my fault that all of you b- gone
Should've sent a thank-you note, you little h-
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow

Ni-Ni-Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot
Word, that b- mad 'cause I took the spot
Well, b-, if you ain't sh-, then get off the pot
Got some n- out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumblin', I hear the cacklin'
I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin

You wanna sleep on me overnight?
I'm the motherf- boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my n- gettin' bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-a- Filas, Levis
Raggedy-a-, holes in your knee-highs

I call the play, now do you see why?
These b-callin' me Manning, Eli
Manning, Eli, these b- callin' me Manning, Eli

A-a-a-a-all you lil' f- can suck it
No h-, 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, b-, keep actin' as if
You have the same passion that I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my a-
You a-dicks had gastric bypass

Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids
Go take a flyin' leap of faith off a f- balcony
'Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly a-
You know what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki's worlds clash
It's high class meets white trash

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Roman! Roman!
Stop it, stop it!
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady
What's goin' on'? They'll lock you away!
They'll put you in a jail cell, I promise
Take your mother's warning, Roman, please
Back to bed, run along, let's go, come on
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys