[VERSE 1 - Nicki Minaj]
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums 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'
So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
Plasma
"Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, " asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencin'
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that ho, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with
You lil' Fraggle Rock, beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
[Chorus - Nicki Minaj]
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[VERSE 2 - Lil Wayne]
Rah, I eat your face off
You n***as sweet as pie like this is a bake-off
I love Nicki's curves, swing at the baseball
Err, I'll beat your brakes off
Hi, I'm Tune, salt in the wound
I'm up in this bitch, pardon the goons
Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom
I like a big wet pussy with a fork and a spoon
I got money and the power, a woman in the shower
And she don't want nothing but my Johnson, Howard
Sour Dies in the Swisher Sweet, sweet and sour
You're scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible
Ah, I don't know what y'all on
Please, I go in like "Goin'"
Drink in my hand with the world in the other
The Uzi go "Brr", stutter
Life is a puzzle, jigsaw
All I do is win, my name should be Victor
Old-ass rappers
I'm still the shit, old-ass Pampers
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Foie gras, I hear you ducks is quackin'
I was just dumpin my ashes, I'ma puff it and pass it
I'm a fuckin' assassin, you should jump in the casket
[Chorus - Nicki Minaj]
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[VERSE 3 - Eminem]
I ain't into S&M, but my whip's off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, fuckin' pencil for a frame
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 the smile on your grill off
I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turning, spin, and wheel off
Snap the axle in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollering, "Why, God?"
He ain't got shit to do with it
Bygones'll never be bygones
The world ain't finished swallowing my wad
I ain't finished blowing it, nice bra
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 dye job
Who just spit in my fuckin' face and called me a fuckin' tightwad
So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealing my music
So I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod
The moral to the story is life's treating you like dry sod?
Kick it back in its face, my God
It's Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
But don't ask why, bitch, ask why not?
The world-world is my punching bag and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it
Like a, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they must've bumped your wagon
You must've went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the deep end
Told you to stay in your lane, you just jumped in traffic
[VERSE 4 - Nicki Minaj]
Is this 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, you little ho
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow
"Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot"
Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't shittin', then get off the pot
Got some n***as out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I hear the mumblin', I hear the cacklin'
I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a standstill, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherfuckin' boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my n***as gettin' buck, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levis
Raggedy Anns, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin' me Manning, Eli
Manning, Eli, these bitches callin' me Manning, Eli

[VERSE 5 - Eminem]
All you lil' faggots can suck it
No homo, but I'ma stick it to 'em like refrigerator magnets
And I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who's back again, bitch, keep acting as if
You have the same passion I have, yeah, right
Still hungry, my ass, you ass-dicks had gastric bypass
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids, but eyelash
Go take a flying leap of faith off a fuckin' balcony
'Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass
You know what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki's worlds clash
It's high class meets white trash

[Chorus - Nicki Minaj & 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞𝐬]
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

𝐀𝐢𝐲𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞...
𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫!
𝐇𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚 𝐡𝐚!

[VERSE 6 - Busta Rhymes]
Nicki!!! How you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song
Like I ain't 'posed to come and step on this shit like King Kong!!!
See as a child I was born with a old soul
See I would breathe heavy flame would shoot out of my nose hole
HAAAAAAAA RRRAAHHHHHH!!! Too much shitty diapers
Love to play with matches and drink all the fluid out of lighters
From when I was a child I know that most of y'all was triddash
I dig in my nose and wipe the biggest BOOGER on your bitch asssssss!!!!
Using your head like fuck what the Lord said
Slightly demented with a permanent wrinkle in my forehead
Boar's Head beef bitch if you want it then peep lane
Murder n***as with the fire then bounce to a Heat game
Tie you up like bikes to a rail in with a little cheap chain
And I'll comfortably hang you from the side of the building
So n***as see your bitch ass is LAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMEEEE!!!!
"Aiyyo what you cut it off for? Don't you see what I'm doin to this?!"
'Posed to know how I'm directing these flicks
The question everywhere is "You getting on the remix?" (DAMN RIGHT!!!)
Cause this is something that I fathered and mastered
And plastered 'til they started calling me sick bastard
I'm drastic when it comes to reminding n***as who's responsible for the classics
And I burn a hole in the street like a n***a was acid
Everytime I jump on the beat see the shit will get drastic
While you getting yo' ass kicked
Like a kick and a punch slap and two chops
Kinda like pong ping baduf baf beat him until he thinkin' he 2Pac
Mi broke mi ting leave a few match
Rope him and then drag him a few blocks (HORRIBLE)
Uh! Uh! Uh! The muscle of the street (MOVE BITCH)
Pardon me UH! Shuffling the beat n***a!!!
UH! Take a elbow, I'm scuffling to eat
Like a n***a that was grinding and was hustling for weeks
So I rushed and rushed, then I blacked
Then I came through and I gave the streets crack
Controlling the functions throughout the steer
EVERYBODY PUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HANDS IN THE AIR!!! (That's how I do 'em)
I do the type of shit that n***as can't imagine (Uh Huh!)
You know I'm one of the nicest and I ain't bragging (Uh Huh!)
I make 'em all surrender 'til they see white flags
And they recognize I'm the original dungeon dragon (OK!)
RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
Change your shitty drawers cause your pants are sagging
Try to step to this and I'll twist you to a turban
And have you smelling rank like some old stale urine
GONE!!!!

[Chorus - Nicki Minaj]
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[VERSE 7 - Joell Ortiz]
Joell Ortiz...
Yao, wa...
Holla!
Roar, roar, like a Brooklyn lion
Flow got good hearin', deaf defyin'
Anybody thought that they're actually wildin'
I kill the bad man like Dexter, stylin'!
Razor under me tongue, for extra smilin'
Laser under me gun, no lesson firin'
Nike stock room, yeah the checks is pilin'
I'm getting my green up like Rex-y Ryan
Once I chitter-chattered on the track your little blabber didn't matter
Sped your flow up I did it faster
Made it slow up like a appli -- cation
Download on a old PC without a camera
You edible I'm so incredible, Bruce Banner
Hang it up fresh nail and a hammer
Soft way and you can't fuck with Joell Banners
You a flush I'm 'Full House' Michelle Tanner
Never floss for my 6 got a ho scanner
I'm out here spinnin' a wheel tryna bone banners
Spit ill, so throat cancer
I'm grindin why you whinin'? Pole dancer
Hip-hop is my boo I'm a romance her
Wear it out, rub her feet when her toes cramp up
Even though I know you have no chance to
Hit it, here go the digits, no answer
Grab life by the horns I got both antlers
Giddy-up, pretty buck, nope don't scamper
Take this dick, embrace the tip
Steak that drips protein, mommy taste a sip
I'm on my A game when I'm on my basic shit
Only time I get a F is when I lace the whip
With gas, y'all trash my god I'm nice
So raw, raw, no condom, twice
Yao, wa

[VERSE 8 - New Era]
I am not Nicki; I am away... I ride along with my eye on the lane
You ain't about shit, bitch, you lie in your lane
You bitches can't see me?? Put your eye in the frame
Yes, yes, put your eye in the frame... You bitches can't see me?? Put your eye in the frame
My fucking zookeeper got a lion to tame; got money on my mind like I'm buying a brain
You bitches ain't finna fight me with your ribby raps...
New Era, New Era, fifty cap... I'm on your head but i ain't so I'm tracks in
I'm bussin' shots but I ain't got the vaccine
My name New Era but you don't want the beef bitch; I'm in the front... prefix
I got bars, you got the bun Reeses. Imma bad bitch, and unleashes [?] Bars KitKat... Get lost out the sack, n***a mish mash...
Mash mish, clack click, click clack on my gun to a rat bitch!
I cock back when i aim, bring a chicken home. I got stripes but I ain't one to pick it on
My name New Era, I said that, you hear that... Yeah, it's my turnnn, cable box
Yes, yes, I'm the west get your pockets out. I got the gang, click clack imma knock this out. I mean, imma lock you out and you out
And pockets so big that a baby can't root out
I copped so much like I brang the boys and loot out...
I blew out your birthday candle and made a wish and i stand for on the green... Bacon bits
I'm the best, go ahead; make a diss
Mark said, "Get ready, motherfucker, she ain't ready coz she stuck like spaghetti motherfucker," a machete motherfucker coz this is a cut... Bitches always test me like I piss in a cup, yup
Keep it 100, i can see no bitch... I got the game on lock, take your feet off it. I got the game on lock, and ur man on lock; I ain't got time coz there ain't no clock
Best friend left me and im gonna need me a n***a with a attitude but no, i ain't easy. Ain't no E and my flow is allergic... Get your shit together, bitch, merging. Im killing bitches urgent! Please call 911, its like I'm losing my mind but my mind done won!
I'm crazy, I'm crazy, so don't fuck wid her, I'm a badder bitch than a fucking pop litter. It's the [?] chain blown hair and middle name Karen but i ain't ever caring...
New pair of shorts, but the bottom of the box bitch, I'm at the bottom of top bitch, I'll never stop, Imma cry until I touch the fucking limit, Imma cry to trend so I find another limit, the nickname the name that make your boyfriend drink it up. I'm the shit, I know I stink it up. I know, I bring it up, all the time, how I rhyme nice... He don't see no cheese - 3 Blind Mice, he's a deaf rat, a fucking rodent... You bitches couldn't keep up, you should've tuck and wrote it! I should've fucking wrote it, then maybe you could rhyme good... Nevermind, you can't even say my rhyme good
I'm good, how are you doing? It ain't me being jealous, so how are you suing?

[VERSES 9, 10, 11 - Tha Alumni]
[VERSE 9 - Sean Brown]
Hey
Dungeon dragon, such a pretty flow, beauty pageant (hey) [?] 2012, just imagine... All these Heat fans, bandwagon, this is fuckery, half of these n***as, they just don't even fuck with me. You stuck with me coz I ain't going nowhere till you [?] me
You suffering. I am forever in your speaker... Next time, my n***as and shout out to L.A [?]. (Yeah) You carrying yourself like, 'I'll probably get on a feature'
I'll beat ya like your daddy and his leather belt! I'm going ham on a track, Nixie, beat it up Whitney. Are you with me honey? I never smoke, but i say, 'Hi, hippie' Yippee - kai yay, Kanye, swag with a far day... Pardon me, I'm such an asshole... I got the game on choke and I ain't ever ever letting go! I am a motherfucking animal, stampeding on a beach, Jumanji, geronimo... Catapult like I come from New Ginuea, fuck these n***as and count them pennies!
[?] meatlovers, Denny's... Call me South Park in the beat, Kenny. Black sheep, black sheep but never get no love, I guess I don't feel like O.J in the club! I'm tryna get a deal like a 2-piece in a bun but they don't even look or they hear where I'm from... Promise this the last time I get no respect, regret your neglect... Sean's up next, welcome to the life of a jet [?]
I am better, a hand of the [?] 27th letter, regardless of the weather, i stay so fly... N***a, hand me my feathers

[VERSE 10 - Young Jerz & 𝐊𝐢𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐤]
I love 9 mudda sucker (x3)
Look...
So outside my medula; just took my watch outside the cooler, you are now tuned in to the muler, go hard for the A like a schooler. Alumni the gang, I should tat it...
Grab the beat, put on the mask and stab it. Spazzing off, then pardon, it's a habit - Flow's silly, I must've forgot my tablets!
All of my fingers be down except for the middle one... They don't be taking about money, I ain't hearing none; to get on my level, man, you gone need some helium and you [?]
I'm killing them, body bag... Cuff yo chick if her body bad. You get on a record and you loud again, I hop on a beat and kamikaze that
You could probably find me where your hubby at, if I get it, you won't get your hubby back. She hit me up on Twitter; tell me follow back, I had [?] and now she don't know how to act (wow)
Uh... It's the Alumni, dumb, fly beats get hung high - Stupid in the booth, call me Young [?] I'm chilling with Kid Ink, dumb high. He in the building when you hear, 'Roller'
Chilling beats got the crowd going nuts... You can smell the money when we're showing up (yeah) (𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡) Call it Duece Gang, throw it up!

[VERSE 11 - Kid Ink]
Throw it up
I said, throw it up (ooh)
(Alumni) Oh, it's just me... And Mary Jane, walking round this bitch like Jessie J - You already know the name, check the tattoo. Looking for a cheque, make... Chess move
Getting money, y'all under broke (yeah), never want the truth - under oath... Chest out, head up like a bloody nose; can't fuck with me, you bloody hoes!
Do it big, troll, i can see right through you - Ghost bout to sacrifice you, n***as ghost, I got the juice taking ghost. Now I'm married to the game, she my fiancé and my bitch get money like Beyoncé... Got that [?] show you how to kick it - Mr. Miyagi!
This shit's child's play - Chucky... I slay the beat, like Buffy. 2 down in the front - buck teeth... It's going Humpty Dumpty, I'm flier than [?] Alumni, yeah, we scare the freshman. Cheap n***a pay y'all no attention... Tryna find my immortal like Evanescence!
I be in the hood like chop shops (chop shops), yeah I just squares like hopscotch; roll up, blow kush to the ozone, Gucci on my face, snow cone... Brr, cool motherfucker got a problem, you can kiss my school pucker
See the flashing like zoom shutter; I made a mess of the beat - clutter... Motherfucker

I'm out... BITCH!