Lyrical Breakdown of Roman's Revenge (feat. Eminem) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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I am not Jasmine, I am 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 fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flat screen Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencin' I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that ho', punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag-a-lot 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, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon 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-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain An eraser for a head, fuckin' 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 fuck you, slut, so wipe the smile on your grill off I swear to God, I'll piss a Happy Meal off Get the wheels turnin', spin a wheel off Snap the axle in half, bust the tire-rod Quit hollerin' "Why, God?" He ain't got shit to do with it Bygones'll never be bygones so won't be finished swallowin' my wad I ain't finished blowin' it, nice bra Hope it'll fit a tough titty, bitch, life's hard, I swear to God Life is a dumb blond, white broad With fake tits and a bad dye job Who just spit in my fuckin' face and called me a fuckin' tightwad 'Til 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 pissed twice on her Look, two pees 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, bitch, ask "Why not?" The world, 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, like a dungeon dragon You fell off, off, they must've bumped your wagon You musta went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the deep end Told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' 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 Nicki, she just mad 'cause you took the spot Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot? Well bitch, if you ain't shittin', then get off the pot Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top 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 motherfuckin' boss, overwrite And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike Now all my niggas 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 callin' me Manning, Eli Manning, Eli These bitches callin' me Manning, Eli All you lil' 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 actin' as if You have the same passion that 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 flyin' leap of faith off a fuckin' balcony 'Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass You know what time it is, so why ask When Shady and Nicki's worlds class, it's high class meets white trash Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon 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 warnin', Roman please Back to bed, run along Let's go, come on Wash your mouth out with soap, boys