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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’m a die for a motherfucker 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 out me Nick

I’ll ride on you quick

All you fuckin' ride on is dick, hoe

Bet you didn’t know, I got info

That you feelin' on the thighs

Of the guys in your limo, yeah

You fucked 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 raps dude

Man you fuckin' trash dude

Em’s bars the best that you ever flowed

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

All you see is 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’re a host, learn to play your part, bitch

But you ain’t no host of hip hop

You a host of Hollywood, act tough you’ll get dropped

I know your people, Nick, I been to your lab

I 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

Cause rappin' ain’t the only way that you can get your ass kicked

Man, you fuckin' trash, bitch

Em’s bars the best that you ever flowed

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

All you see is 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 flowed

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

All you see is skin, better let it go motherfucker

Call me guest again, I’ma send you home motherfucker