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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, bruh
 Yeah, I'ma die, 'fore I motherfuckin' lie, dawg
 Wanna test? Be my guest, go 'head try, dawg
 Fuck a vest, if I ride, dawg
 I'm blownin' out your eyeballs, why, dawg?
 Why you gotta bring this side of me, Nick?
 I 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, fuck 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 yo' rap, dude
 Man, you fuckin' trash, dude
 Em's bars the best that you ever flow
 Your career is the best joke you ever told
 I ain't scared, headin' 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 'em know, motherfucker
 Over shade of skin, better let it go, motherfucker
 Call me guest, again
 I'ma send you home, motherfucker!
 Whoa! Whoa! Hold up!
 I ain't scared of no motherfucker!
 No, motherfucker!
 I'ma let 'em know, motherfucker!
 Over shade of 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 yo' magic carpet?
 Would call you a has-been, but your career never started
 If I'm a guest, then you a host, learn to play your part, bitch
 But, you ain't no host of hip-hop
 You a host in Hollywood, act tough, you get dropped
 I know your people, Nick, I been to your lab
 Been put my Timbs on the boards, where you mix your tracks
 I could drop ya' addy, like you drop to ya' knees for deals
 So, drop the race shit, before I drop it 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're fuckin' trash, bitch
 Em's bars the best that you ever flow
 Your career is the best joke you ever told
 I ain't scared, headin' 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 'em know, motherfucker
 Over shade of skin, better let it go, motherfucker
 Call me guest, again
 I'ma send you home, motherfucker!
 Whoa! Whoa! Hold up!
 I ain't scared of no motherfucker!
 No, motherfucker!
 I'ma let 'em know, motherfucker
 Over shade of 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!
 Heh! You can't, though
 You know why?
 'Cause, Em's bars were the best that you ever flow
 Your career is the best joke you ever told
 I ain't scared, headin' 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 'em know, motherfucker!
 Over shade of skin, better let it go, motherfucker!
 Call me guest, again!
 I'ma send you home, motherfucker!
 Whoa! Whoa! Hold up!
 I ain't scared of no motherfucker!
 No, motherfucker!
 I'ma let 'em know, motherfucker!
 Over shade of skin, better let it go, motherfucker!
 Call me guest, again!
 I'ma send you home, motherfucker!