Pay attention, biatch (uh- huh)
Shouts out, Young Stephy the as
Scotty the engineer, what up?
I see you (the Aphilliates, nigga)
Nicki I told you I got you, baby
She said, "Fuck Fendi" but
I heard she move them thangs,
I think she fuckin' Wayne
She call herself Lewinsky, that
She tryna be like Lil' Kim,
her picture looks the same
Why she ain't signed with G- Unit,
And what's her nationality?
I mean she okay, but she ain't all that
She ain't the next bitch,
tell that bitch fall back
See I'm a hater, I go hard,
And she ain't never comin' out,
But every time she do an interview,
She get me so sick, it make me vomit
That's why I spend my time online,
And you know, that I got some more haters with me,
Mtv, hit up BET, tell 'em pretty,
pretty please don't play Nicki

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Get nowStill I rise, still I fight,
still I might crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize,
see my haters, tell 'em, "Hi"
One day you'll remember this,
one day when we reminisce
Nothing I do ever is good
Still I rise, still I fight,
still I might crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize,
see my haters, tell 'em, "Hi"
One day you'll remember this,
one day when we reminisce
Nothing I do ever is good enough
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Bitches is like crabs in a bucket
You see a bad bitch gettin' shine,
'Cause every time a door opens,
Just got a better opportunity to do you
these labels look at numbers, it's statistics
Anyway, real bitches listen
then all of y'all gettin' meetings, chyeah
see what Sylvia Rhone say
Lighty, when you're done,
just salute a bad bitch (chyeah)
Only underground bitch around
that's ducking the paparazzi
Stay around the white like a Nazi
Pussy p- p- popping on my poppers
Still I rise, still I fight,
still I might crack a smile (still I might)
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters,
(I'ma keep my eyes on the price)
One day you'll remember this,
one day when we reminisce (oh- oh- oh)
Nothing I do ever is good enough for
the music biz (ah- ah- ah- ah)
Still I rise, still I fight,
still I might crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters,
tell 'em, "Hi" (tell 'em, Hi" for me)
One day you'll remember this,
one day when we reminisce
Nothing I do ever is good enough for the music biz