Still I Rise Lyrics & Chords By Nicki Minaj

[Verse 1:]
Yea yea uh huh
She said FUCK FENDI, but I think she was playin'
I heard she move dem thangs
I think she fuckin' Wayne
She call herself Lewinsky, that mean she give him brain
She trynna be like Lil' Kim, her picture looks tha same
Why she ain't signed with G-Unit, she frum Queens right?
And what's her nationality, she Chinese right?
I mean she OK, but she ain't ALL DAT
She ain't da next bitch, tell dat bitch fall back!
See I'm a hater, I go hard... listen let's begin
You know her last name Minaj, she a lesbian
And she ain't neva comin' out, look at currency
But every time she do a interview you know I run to see
She get me so sick it make me vomit
That's why I spend my time online leaving comments
And you know that I got some more haters with me
Might hit up thisis50... MTV... hit up BET
Tell 'em pretty pretty please don't play Nicki

[Chorus: x2]
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I might crack a smile
Keep my eyes on da prize, see my haters tell 'em HI!
One day you'll remember dis
One day wen we reminisce
Nothing I do ever is, good enough for music biz

For you, for you

[Verse 2:]
Bitches is like crabs in a bucket
You see a bad bitch gettin' shine, you should love it
Cause every time a door opens for me that means you
Just gotta a betta opportunity to do you
They don't understand these labels look at numbers is statistics
I lose, you lose, mines just legastic
Any way, real bitches listen when I'm speakin'
Cause if Nicki win, then all of y'all gettin' meetins (kyea)
Ask LA Reid, ask Jay
Then hit up Universal, see what Sylvia Rhone say
Ask Craig Common, you can ask Chris
Lady when you're done, just salute a bad bitch
Only underground bitch around that's duckin' the paparazzi
In & outta town, be swirvin the mazeratzi
Stay around da white like a Nazi
Pussy p-p-poppin' on my poppers so the cops see... BITCHES!

[Chorus: x2]
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em HI!
One day you'll remember dis
One day wen we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for music biz