The rap battle fans were waiting for finally reared its ugly head over the weekend, as Nicki Minaj and Remy Ma are officially in an all-out standoff. For some who were not privy to the building tension between the two rap stars, the story began with Nicki Minaj’s ruthless verse on Gucci Mane’s latest track, “Make Love.” Seemingly lining up Remy’s album sales in her crosshairs, the Head Barbie in Charge spat lines like, “Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here? / One platinum plaque, album flopped, b***h, where?” What came next was nothing short of a guns-blazing attack a little over 24 hours later.
Complete with a bloodied and dismembered pink-wigged Barbie doll on its front cover, Remy Ma’s retort, “shETHER” was the Bronx rapper’s brutal on-wax reply. From accusations of romps with the likes of Trey Songz to jokes about Nicki’s much talked-about derriere to low blows about her brother’s pending rape case, the “All the Way Up” femcee held nothing back against her Young Money adversary. Still playing tug of war with the “queen of rap title,” Remy also questioned Nicki’s pen game with shots like, “And to be the Queen of Rap, you gotta actually rap / The whole industry know that your s**t is a wrap.”
But these were not the first jabs these two ladies have taken at each other since Remy Ma has been back in the ring.
Want proof? Take a look at a few bars from Remy Ma and Nicki Minaj to see how this all boiled over.
When y’all was on the TV I was with the PV’s
I listened to your CD, damn, you really wanna be me
Don't care if your name buzzin’, you know who the queen be
When n****s ask me to spit, they know what I'm bout to do
When they ask you to spit, they wanna see what that mouth do
When I talk greasy, trust it ain't about you
I don't shade, I say names you don't want me to shout you
What's your war plan, they should of prepared you
I'm ready to ride on b****s already in gear 2
They said for me to blow that I had to air you
Could’ve ended your career but I spared you
Seen you a frenemy I had a clear view
B***h claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the f**k gave you your crown, b***h? Steve Harvey?
But ever since you came home, you been runnin' s**t
And me and Crack just dropped some other s**t
Getting more money than the government
Why she can't make another hit?
Scared to come out, I got 'em on punishment
Will I smoke this b***h? Yes
Probably fail my piss test
Get rid of those fake breasts
And put a vest on this b***h chest
She said she got a hit record, I said "Oooh s**t!"
Picked up my phone cause I had to call "Bulls**t!"
These b*****s havin’ nightmares of my new s**t
These b*****s p***y and they don't ever do s**t
Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the past tense
Unless I fly pass that a** in a fast Bent'
F**k outta here you dumb b***h
You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb rich
You throw shade, but I sun, b***h
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, b***h
All these b*****s beggin' me to pass the baton
All these b*****s tryna fit my crown and my wand
B*****s still my sons, get your sonogram on
I gave these b*****s two years, now your time's up
Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
Who better than Nicki? Man, I can't eff'in' tell
Every time I drop, b*****s like, "FML"
Hahaha, you in the game? I own my own game
I only respect them h**s that own they own plane
(Photo from left: D Dipasupil/FilmMagic, Taylor Hill/FilmMagic)
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