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

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

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

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

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

Nobody better test me, cuz I wanna get messy
Especially when I step this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy
Whippin' like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, crack a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a
I'm hollerin' at these hoes that got
Who gives a who they was
I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J
They don't be packin' anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they
Mics get
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to in a handbasket
Talkin' shit will get you, your girl and man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van in Saran plastic
Get your damn ass kicked, by fantastic
four motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your face without the Masters

Shady, ain't nobody iller than me

I run shit like an ass legs
Massive to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket
Drastic spread of acid
Come to abort you like a egg
That trash you said got you standin' on legs
Ask the feds from the edge
Rockin' the most classic
Flashin' bread, roll down the
you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til that ass get red
You can get 'til ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, you get him and him
get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem
Never writer's block, I block
My block's tighter, up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin' the counter a mop stick
Some ran up screamin' GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll lookin' at me like I got tits
I a rocket through your optic
You niggaz still don't know the top
I got bricks, lose my foot in ass
And you shittin' socks bitch!
We rock shit, your fuckin' knot split
Grab the from Al by showin' him hot grits
(No one...)

Ain't iller than me

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

You now witnessed 4 ill emcees!
the home of potholes and trash
We'll blast...