Artist: Lil' Kim Album: Black Friday 12" Song: Black Friday (Nicki Minaj Diss) Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com, Nickolye16@aol.com {*Excerpts from Angie Martinez Hot 97 interview with Nicki*} [Angie Martinez] It's funny 'cause you know when asking people what they wanted to know I mean, clearly, you've been having this thing with Kim And, I don't know just thinking about you and where you were from And that you're a rapper and I'm thinking, sure I know things have gotten crazy People are assuming even though you say it's not specifically about her That Roman's Revenge is... [Nicki Minaj] Roman's Revenge? [Angie Martinez] Roman's Revenge is directed at her? [Nicki Minaj] You know, she just really jumped out the window And, you gotta be careful when you pick fights And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never know [Intro: Lil' Kim] SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!!!! [Verse One: Lil' Kim] Who the fuck want war!!! Fed-Ex beef straight to your front door It'll be a murder scene I'm turnin Pink Friday to Friday The 13th Aight you Lil' Kim clone clown All this buffoonery that shit stops now!!! Time for you to lay down I'm sick of the fraud I'll put hands on this bitch like a spa massage We all know your last name is what got you your job You's a put together gimmick somethin like a collage Since you puttin on a show you 'gon get the applause (CLAP CLAP) Lift your frame like a fuckin garage!!! (YEAH!!!) This hood shit you and Drake ain't built fo' This the shit the other bitch almost got killed fo' I'm still countin what Hardcore generated Bet my shit keeps spinnin like it's syndicated Corny broad I'll leave you bloody like you menstruated Your hot air ass bitch should've been deflated This ain't a championship fight I been the greatest See the fact is what you doin I did it Lames tryin to clone my style and run with it That's cool I was the first one with it You's a Lil' Kim wannabe you just hate to admit it I'm the blueprint, you ain't nothin brand new Check your posters and videos, you'll always be number two I've seen 'em come, I've seen 'em go, still I remain Sweetie you goin on your 14th minute of fame I'm over ten years strong still runnin the game Cut the comparisons I'm in the legendary lane Fightin for a spot child please I'm solidified With my hands tied you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried Either you're high or sippin that shit Wayne on I get top dollar for whatever my name on Go stick your head in a tornado, brainstorm I drop bombs, Flex, napalms Black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto Gisseppe's when I step out, posted up in stilettos Pussy's so pink like my kitty's sayin hello If I whistle they'll pistol whip you in all five boroughs I'm from Brooklyn, I'll be everywhere comfortably Now who pumped you and told you to come romp with me? You the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin off in your hood with no company C'mon, Queens ain't showin you no love I was there the other night poppin bottles with the thugs You're like Washington heffer, I'm Benji You got a buzz right now and I had a frenzy (Still do) Oh yeah, welcome to the fam, Fendi You need to stop, you're not hot, you're a burnin match That means the end is near soon, copy that? Ohh, I see they really got you gassed like I'm a thing of the past Better slow down dummy, you 'bout to crash Stink pussy hoe! I'm givin you a bath The momma, the hand and I'm comin for yo' ass Ha ha, who you think you gettin past? I see +Right Thru You+, your whole shit is made of glass {*glass breaks*} {*Nicki Minaj's "Right Thru Me" plays: "You see right through me, how do you do that?"*} I draw back I'm a Brooklyn thorough bitch, rep for my borough bitch Never been the type to have beef and try to settle shit I ride out 'til the wheels fall off And my niggaz squeeze 'til the last shell go off Fuck your whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdos You's a airhead bitch, scarecrow Ha, ain't nothin old but my money bitch Ha ha, this is grown liquid acid "Benjamins" by Daddy you Young Money bastards You and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger jackers I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my income taxes Bobby Fischer in the flesh, talk about a great So on my next move, I'm yellin CHECKMATE! {*sniffs*} I smell a massacre! I'm Charles Manson, you don't stand a chance with her Jeffrey Dahmer and you lookin like lunch to me 'Bout to kill all you bitches like Ted Bundy Leave your whole head red like Peg Bundy You're hilarious, thanks for all the laughs! You're garbage, so I'm takin out the trash You, shit on me? C'mon baby girl Ain't enough ass shots in the world You're a nuisance, you probably steal my new shit But you could never fuck with me so chuck it up, deuces! All around the world I ball like a ball team I stack chips, call me Mrs. Rothstein Trix is for kids Silly Rabbit, you're my offspring Kim more anticipated than a LeBron ring... {*echoes*} [Outro: Lil' Kim] I mean, I know I know you guys ask me, if, Roman's Revenge was about Kim And, no, it's, not about Kim, actually if Kim thought it was about her I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry I apologize Kim, I, I don't know I just temporary insanity, I lost my teeth and my mind Oh, I, my mind and my teeth, my teeth get in the way of me... literally...