Luyện nghe bài hát No One's 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 iller me
No one is than me
It's Mr. from the 313...

I make rappers wanna into singers
I keep lickin' they fingers
Bring this competition and this meanin'
Got whole crew doing subpeonas
nah you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us, pack heaters
it close, you can't beat us
While whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made outta these non-rappin rejects
While the whole world your tape, it ain't no secret
That shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to the crime rate
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers you can tell
these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from bail
Makes you 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 bowels
is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

Swifty from the 313
Like I said no one is than me, unnhh!

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

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

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

Slim Shady, ain't nobody than me

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

Ain't nobody than me

It's the Mr. Fuzzy the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Eminem and Swift 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...