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D12

No Iller Than Me

Yeah... ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Kid comin' at you
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No one's iller me (wha?)
No one, no one is iller me
No one is than me
Mr. Swifty from the 313...

I rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep lickin' they fingers
Bring this competition and face this
Got your whole doing subpeonas
nah you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us, pack heaters
Keep it close, you beat us
While your whole crew treat us G's, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta these rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no
That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like canals
I erase all trails, farther from gettin' bail
Makes you wanna kill an yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on trials
Horrified, and on frontin', repentin' and lose they bowels
is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and it straight wild
Niggas steady in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

It's from the 313
I said no one is iller than me, unnhh!

Me and Eminem and
Drivin' Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a transvestite
Still on for stranglin' my boy Jason
be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
Last week this old man I had to
Cuz he to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, her neck by a hook
Didn't it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook
Fuckin' the white boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I been eatin' like I should
wounded dog in the street is sure lookin' good!
Rob little boy in his fuckin' paper route
Throwin' bottles at day care and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece
Cuz she found out I was havin' an affair her 10-year old niece

No one, no one's than me
Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Kid straight from the 313

Nobody better me, cuz I don't wanna get messy
Especially when I inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do that make me throw up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy
Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi
a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta a piss
I'm hollerin' at hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who was
I'm always takin' else's girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be packin' anyways, do Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they and blew they buzz
get sandblasted
Stab abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up I ran past it
felon, headed to hell in a handbasket
Talkin' shit get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your without the Grand Masters

Shady, ain't nobody iller than me

I run like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave your red
Similar to your ass in a dead
Drastic spread of heads
Come to you like a bastard egg
trash you said got you standin' on plastic legs
Ask the feds from the edge
Rockin' the most classic
Flashin' bread, roll down the
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til ass get red
You can get that ass get red
you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my Eminem
Never writer's block, I block
My block's tighter, up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop
bitch ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she "Stop it..."
Got to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit
you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your
You niggaz still don't the top pick?
I got bricks, my foot in your ass
And have you shittin' bitch!
We rock shit, leave your fuckin' split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot
(No one...)

Ain't nobody than me

It's the Mr. Fuzzy the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's Eminem and Swift the 313
No one, no one is iller me
Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313

You now witnessed 4 ill emcees!
From the home of potholes and
lyrically blast...