Chords for Roman's Revenge

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_ _ _ _ I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bumps is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bumps is gaggin' I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
The 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 pump, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencing, I'm a bad bitch
I'm a cunt, and I'll kick that hoe, punt Force trauma, blunt, you play the back
Bitch, I'm in the front, you need a job This ain't cuttin' it, Nicki Minaj
It's who you ain't [Gm] fuckin' with You little faggot, I'll beat you with a [Eb] padelot
I am a movie, [F] camera block You outta work, I know it's [Cm] tough
But enough is [Bb] enough
Rah, rah, like a dungeon _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
dragon _ _ _ Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
_ I ain't no S&M, but my whip's off the chain A little shot of candy can't trick me
Whip's off the brain, lousy ass mind Got a pencil for a brain and a razor for a
head Fuckin' pencil for a brain, 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 your smile and your grill off
I swear to God I'll piss a happy mill off Get the wheels, turn and spin a wheel off
Now the axel in half, fuck the tie rod Quit hollerin' why God, he ain't got shit
to do with it Vicons will never be bicons
You want me finna swallow in my wad I ain't finna throw in it
Nice broad, hope it'll fit a tough titty, bitch Life's hard, I swear to God
Life is a dumb, blonde, white broad With fake tits and a bad tie top
Just spit in my fuckin' face and call me a fuckin' tightwad
So 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
Pissed twice on her, look, two peas in a [Gm] tripod
The more up to the story of life's treatin' [Eb] you like dry sock
Kick it back in his face, [F] my God, it's shady and Nicki Minaj
You might find [C] the sight quite odd, but don't ask why, bitch
That's [Bb] one thing in the world, world, if my fun's in baggin'
If I'm garbage to a bunch of maggots Make that face go on, squanch it up, pat me
She told me to target so I can lunge and attack it like a-
Like a dungeon dragon, you fell off, off You must've pumped your wagon, you must've went off the back
I'm bout to go off the deep and coach it, Daniel A, leave this dumpin' trash
Is it the thanks that I get for puttin' you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Should've sent a thank you note, ya little ho
Now I'ma wrap your corp and with a bow
N-N-Nicki, she just mad cause you took the spot
W-W-World, 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-I-I hear them mumblin', I hear them cacklin'
I got them scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You had a stand-still mannequin
You wanna sleep on me overnight?
I'm the motherfuckin' boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, boom, motorbike
Now all my niggas get bucked, overbite
I see them touch the ass, see lies, leave eyes
Raggedy-ass, hoes in your knee highs
I call a play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin' me Mannequinob
M-M-M-M-M-M-Mannequinob
These bitches callin' me Mannequinob
W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-
All your lil' faggots can suck it
No homo, put on a sticker to him like Refrigerator Magazine
I'm crooked enough to make straight jackets, bitch
Yeah, look who's back again, bitch
She back in the zip, you have the same past that I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass
You ask the cat cast a cry-past
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And bother smiling his hair on eyelids [Gm] Mur-Mur
Don't take a fly and leave a face up a [Eb] fuckin' balcony
For a supple falcon wing up your [F] fly ass
You know what time it is to white ass
and Sadie and [Cm] Nicky's world class and more and more and [Bb] more and more.
Like a dungeon _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ dragon. _ _ _
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_ _ _ Roman!
Roman! _
Stop it!
You've gone mad!
Mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady, what's going on?
They'll lock you away, they'll put you in a jail cell.
I promise.
Take your mother's warning, Roman, please! _ _ _ _
_ Back to bed.
Run along.
Let's go.
Come on.
Watch your mouth out with that, boys. _ _ _