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Yeah,yeah, Bizarre Kid at you
(Bang)
Eminem and Fuzz and Mr.

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

I make rappers wanna turn into
I keep lickin' they fingers
Bring this competition and face this
Got your crew doing subpoenas

Hell nah, you ain't a crew genius
Murder between us, pack your heaters
Keep it close, you beat us
While your whole crew us like 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 mind
Makes it too for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate

I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to then you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin'
you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well

Be within a 25 to life sentence, on trials
Horrified and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they
Everything is foul Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape,

I'm gonna take this and drink it straight wild
Niggas fallin' in my face like milk crates
It's from the 313
Like I said no one is than me

Me and Eminem and Mike, down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at by a fuckin' transvestite
on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be my medication, it's 9 to 10, I'm facin'

week this old man I had to blast
'Cuz he tried to me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, her neck by a hook
realize it was my grandmother 'til I checked her pocketbook

Fuckin' with the white boys got me on crack
Better explain the hell your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I been eatin' like I should
This wounded dog in the is sure lookin' good

Rob this boy in his fuckin' paper route
Throwin' bottles at day care and yell, "Everybody get out"
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a
she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece

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

Nobody better test me 'cuz I don't get messy
Especially when I step inside bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up flu bugs

True thugs, rugged messy scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi
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 a fuck who they was
I'm always takin' someone girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they
We walked up, stomped asses and blew they buzz

get sandblasted, stab your abdomen
With a hand crafted and spill your antacid
Sprayed your crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, headed to hell in a basket

Talkin' shit will get you, your and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran
Get your ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious motherfuckers
in front of your face without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, ain't nobody than me

I run shit like an ass legs
Massive lead to your cabbage red
Similar to ass in a casket dead
Drastic spread of acid

Come to abort you a bastard egg
That trash you said got you on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the
Rockin' the most threads

Flashin' bread, down the window
Bitch, you got some fantastic
You can get that ass get red
You can get that ass get red

Bizarre, you get him and him, you get him and him
I'll get him and him, the other two for my nigga Eminem
Never block, I block writers
My block's tighter, up and get your top fighters

Got fired for the counter with a mop stick
Some ran up screamin', "Get the cops, quick"
And got kicked, now she screamin', "Stop it"
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab hot shit

Wherever you shop, bitch, Fuzz '97 crop pick
Sick, a-y'all niggaz lookin' at me like I got
I shoot a through your optic
You still don't know the top pick?

I got bricks, lose my foot in ass
And have you shittin' socks,
We rock shit, leave your fuckin' knot
Grab the green from Al by him hot grits
(No one)

Ain't nobody than me

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

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