Now go stand in the corner And think about what you did Ha, time for a little revenge The story starts when it was hot and it was summer And I had it
They say it's gonna take a miracle to bring you back again They say there's nothing they can do But I'm not the only one who sees the possibility in you
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
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH
[Nicki Minaj] [Nicki Minaj] I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin so far ahead, these bums is lagging see me in that new thing, bums is gagging I?m starting
Revenge, Revenge, Revenge, Revenge One life left to live, to forgive Make amends, wash away my sins Prepare for judgement Only then will I get Revenge, Revenge
I wish I was the warrior king In every language that I speak Lord over all that I survey And all that I see I keep Power omnipresent Undiminished uncontrolled
have dried, have died There's no use faking it Ah, the spirits gonna close in on you tonight High time, I was taking my revenge Sweet revenge Revenge Revenge
revenge Revenge, revenge I watched you from my terminal view As you struggled to rise to your end I laughed hard at the insults we threw As the weight of the world found revenge Revenge, revenge
I walk the streets to see a homeless man With his outstretched hands You know he want somethin' to eat Or maybe another bag of meth for his head But he
Say, yeah, yeah, yeah Say, yeah, yeah Wake up to bow down To the almighty dollar, pay your homage again Boxed in, so get down Buried, now you're livin
[Nicki Minaj] I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin so far ahead, these bums is lagging see me in that new thing, bums is gagging I'm starting to feel like a
Feelin' good Grippin' wood Layin' upon the leather sunny weather rollin' with the windows down low Hittin' kush niggas look cause I'm drinkin' an
They call me dubcuda was the last name Money in my lap doin a buck in the fast lane The passion of a husler I got it And if it aint about money I don
I'm Banged out like the tongue on my chucks Wes,wes,wes,west, ya'll Yeah Hit em again hey Now Dub C Show em What tiiiime it is It ain't hard to figure
[Chorus] I roll my good up, In my Khakies Throw my hood up, keep it OG You know me man, I got the hood with me, I got the hood with me. But these bitches
all in all if the curtain should fall I hope that it falls on you I will have sweet, sweet, sweet mental revenge I will have sweet, sweet, sweet mental revenge
