big girls don't gossip

The ongoing beef between Mariah Carey and Eminem continues and is now a love hate triangle that has now spread to involve her man-bit@h husband Nick Carey, I mean Cannon. Mariah's newest video (which shows her wonderous talent that is having the same botox-ridden expression on her brow at all times) has a suspicious looking man character in it (no sillies not Nick....Mariah in drag) that MORE than resembles Marshall "Eminem" Mathers. Now we all know Eminem is a crazy crazy man, so naturally he was going to strike back...its what he LIVES for...and he has. Here are the lyrics to his newest tongue-lashing....they need no introduction:

Only reason I dissed you in the first place is because you denied seeing me

Now I’m pissed off

Sit back and relax homey, kick back and relax, grab a six pack while I kick facts

Yeah Dre’s sick track, perfect way to get back

Wanna hear something wick wack?

I got the exact same tat that’s on Nick’s backI’m obsessed now

Oh gee, is that supposed to be me in the video with the goatee

Wow Mariah, I didn’t expect her to go balls out

Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out you made to my house

when you was wild n out before Nick

When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about

How many times you fly to my house?

Still trying to count

Better shut your lying mouth if you don’t want Nick finding out

You probably think cuz it’s been so long if i had something on you I woulda did it by now

On the contrary, Mary Poppins, I’m mixing our studio session down

and sending it to mastering to make it loud

Enough dirt on you to murder you

This is what the fuck I doMariah, it ever occur to you that I still have pictures?

However you prefer to do and goes for you too, Nick, faggot

You think I’m scared of you?

You gonna ruin my career you better get one

Like I’ma sit and fight with you over some slut bitch cunt who made me put up with her psycho

ass over 6 months and only spread her legs to let me hit once

Yeah, what you gonna say? I’m lucky? Tell the public that I was so ugly that you fucking had

be drunk to fuck me?

Second base? What the fuck you tell Nick, punk?

In the second week we was dry humping. It’s gotta count for something.

Listen, girly. Surely you don’t want me to talk about how I nutted early

cos ejaculated early and bus all over your belly,

and you almost started hurling

and said I was gross, go get a towel you’re stomachs curling.

Or maybe you do.But if I’m embarrassing me, I’m embarrassing you

and don’t you dare say it isn’t true.

As long as the song’s getting airplay I’m dissing you.

I’m a hair away from getting carried away and getting sued.

I was gonna stop at 16. This is 32. This is 34 bars.

We ain’t even a third of the way through.Damn, Slim. Mariah played you.

Mariah who?Oh did I say ”whore”, Nick? I meant a liar too.

Like I’ve been goin off on you all this time for no reason.Girl you out ya alcholic mind.

Check ya wine cellar.

Look at all the amounts of wine.Like I sit around and think about you all the time.

I just think this is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme.

But it now i’m about to draw the line.

And for you to cross it that’s a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb

I can describe areas of your house that you wouldn’t find on an episode of Cribs

A blubba load ribs if I hear another word so don’t go opening your jibs

cos every time you do it’s just another load of fibs

I ain’t saying this shit again, ho.

You know what it is.It’s a warning shot for before I blow up ya whole spot

Call my bluff and I’ll release every fucking thing I got

Including the voicemails right before you flipped your top

When me and Luis were tryin’ to stick two CD’s in the same spot

(Slim Shady I love you)

I love you too

Let me whisper sweet nothings into your ear, boo. Now what you say

(It’s nothing)

Guess what I’ll do?

I’ll refresh your memory when you said ”I want you”

Now should I keep going or should we call truce?

(You think you’re cute, right? Hahaha)

You bet your sweet ass I do

(I’m Mary Poppins, b)

And I’m Superman, mmm

(Mary P. Slim Shady)

Comin’ at you]

So if you’ll still be my (babygirl)

Then I’ll still be your (Superhero, Wilma M.)

Yeah, I’m right here(You like this)

Nope. Not anymore, Dear.

It cuts like a (knife) when I tell ya get a (life)

But I’m movin on with mine

Nick, is that your (wife)

Well tell her to shut her mouth then I’ll leave her alone

If she don’t (sing this script?) then I’ma just keep goin

(I see Mary Ann. Mary Ann’s saying ”cut the tape, cut the tape”. Knife!)

DDDDDAAAYYYYYYYMMMMMM.....and here is what Mr. Carey had to say in response to all the DDRRAAAMMMMAAAA.....via Twitter ""This ain't checkers. This is chess." ....Poor Man-Child doesn't standa chance....