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No One's Iller Than Me Lyrics

[Bizarre]

 Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you

 Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

 

 [Swift]

 No one's iller than me (wha?)

 No one, no one is iller than me

 No one is iller than me

 It's Mr. Swifty from the 313...

 

 I make rappers wanna turn into singers

 I keep hoes lickin' they fingers

 Bring this competition and face this meanin' 

 Got your whole crew doing subpeonas

 Hell nah you ain't seen a crew genius

 Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters

 Keep it close, you can't beat us

 While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this

 I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects

 While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret

 That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state

 Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate

 I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell

 From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals

 I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin' bail

 Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well

 Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin' trials

 Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they bowels

 Everything is foul when Swift's around, vacate now

 Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?

 I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight wild

 Niggas steady fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

 

 It's Swifty from the 313

 Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh!

 

 [Bizarre]

 Me and Eminem and Mike

 Drivin' down Van Dyke

 Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite

 Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason

 Should be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'

 Last week this old man I had to blast

 Cuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas

 Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook

 Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook

 Fuckin' with the white boys got me back on crack

 Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at

 I done lost 100 pounds, I ain't been eatin' like I should

 This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good!

 Rob this little boy in his fuckin' paper route 

 Throwin' bottles at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!

 My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece

 Cuz she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece

 

 No one, no one's iller than me

 It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313

 No one, no one is iller than me

 It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313

 

 [Eminem]

 Nobody better test me, cuz I don't wanna get messy

 Especially when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly

 New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs

 Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugs

 True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs

 Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs

 Down a fifth, crack open a six

 I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss

 I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got boyfriends

 Who gives a fuck who they was

 I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J does

 They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they Fuzz?

 We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz

 Mics get sandblasted

 Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid

 Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up when I ran past it

 Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a handbasket

 Talkin' shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted

 Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic

 Get your damn ass kicked, by these fantastic

 Furious four motherfuckers

 Flashin' in front of your face without the Grand Masters

 

 Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller than me

 

 [Fuzz]

 I run shit like an ass with legs

 Massive lead to leave your cabbage red

 Similar to your ass in a casket dead

 Drastic spread of acid heads

 Come to abort you like a bastard egg

 That trash you said got you standin' on plastic legs

 Ask the feds from past the edge

 Rockin' the most classic threads

 Flashin' bread, roll down the window

 Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red

 You can get 'til that ass get red

 Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him

 I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem

 Never writer's block, I block writers

 My block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters

 Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick

 Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!

 And got drop kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."

 Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit

 Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop pick

 Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits

 I shoot a rocket through your optic

 You niggaz still don't know the top pick?

 I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass

 And have you shittin' socks bitch!

 We rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot split

 Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits

 (No one...)

 

 Ain't nobody iller than me

 

 [Bizarre]

 It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313

 No one, no one is iller than me

 It's Eminem and Swift from the 313

 No one, no one is iller than me

 It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313

 

 You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees!

 From the home of potholes and trash

 We'll lyrically blast...