Luyện nghe bài hát No One's Iller Than Me

Artist: Eminem f/ Swift, & Fuzz

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nobody better me, 'cause I don't wanna get messy
when I step 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 scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the Pepsi clubs
a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I take a piss
I'm hollerin' at these hoes got boyfriends
Who gives a who they was
I'm always takin' else's girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew buzz
get sandblasted
Stab your with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' up when I ran past it
felon, headed to hell in a handbasket
Talkin' shit get you, your girl and your man blasted
and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your damn ass kicked, by these
four motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your face without the Masters

Slim Shady, nobody iller than me

I run like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a dead
Drastic spread of acid
Come to you like a bastard egg
That you said got you standin' on plastic legs
Ask the feds from the edge
Rockin' the classic threads
bread, roll down the window
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get 'til ass get red
You can get that 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 writers
My block's tighter, ante up and get top fighters
Got for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick
Some bitch ran up GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, shit and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter '97 crop
a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your
You still don't know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my in your ass
And have you shittin' bitch!
We rock shit, leave fuckin' knot split
the green 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 than me
It's Eminem and from the 313
No one, no one is than me
Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313

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