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No One's Iller - Eminem (埃米纳姆)/Bizarre/Fuzz Scoota/Swift
Yeah ha ha ha bang
Yeah Bizarre kid comin' at you
Eminem and Fuzz and Mr Swifty ha ha
No one's iller than me what
No one no one is iller than me
No one
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 meaning
Got your whole crew doin' subpoenas
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 quadriplegics outta these non rappin' rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape
It ain't no secret that your s**t 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 toothaches I'm painful to rappers
Then you can tell from these shells
How I gotta bend 'em like root 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 linking trials
Horrified and keep on frontin' repentin'
And lose they bowels
Everything is foul when Swift's around vacate now
N***as dumb enough to try to front and escape how
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight wild
N***as steady fallin' in my face like milk crates bloow
It's Swifty from the 313
Like I said no one is iller than me unnhh
Me and Eminem and Mike drivin' down Van Dyke
Get my **** sucked late at night by a f**kin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be takin' my medication it's nine to 10 I'm facin'
Last week this old man I had to blast
'Cause 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
F**kin' with the white boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell your TV's and VCR's 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 f**kin' paper route
Throwin' bombs at day care centers and yell
Everybody get out
My girl beat my a*s and shot me in the back
With a two piece
'Cause 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
Nobody better test me 'cause I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside this b***h dipped 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 f**kin' 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 f**k 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 motherf**kin' crib up when I ran past it
F**kin' felon headed to Hell in a handbasket
Talkin' s**t get you your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your d**n a*s kicked
By these fantastic furious four motherf**kers
Flashin' in front of your face without the Grandmasters
Slim Shady ain't nobody iller than me
I run s**t like an a*s with legs
Massive lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your a*s 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 if I'm past the edge
Rockin' the most classic threads flashin' bread
Roll down the window b***h you got some fantastic legs
You can get 'til that a*s get red
You can get 'til that a*s 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 n***a 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 b***h ran up screamin'
Get the cops quick
And got drop kicked now she screamin' stop it
Got clips to stop s**t rock s**t and grab this hot s**t
Wherever you shop b***h Fuzz Scoota 97 crop pick
Sick of y'all n***as lookin' at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your optic
You n***as still don't know the top pick
I got bricks lose my foot in your a*s
And have you ****tin' socks b***h
P rock s**t leave your f**kin' knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot grits
No one ain't nobody iller than me
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 four ill emcees
From the home of potholes and trash
We'll lyrically blast