[Bizarre]
Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin´ at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

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

[Swift]
I make rappers wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes lickin´ they fingers
Bring this competition and face this meanin´
Got your whole crew doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain´t seen a crew genius
Murder whoever´s between us, pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can´t beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G´s, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain´t no secret
That your shit sounds fake, you can´t stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin´ to stop the crime rate
I´m like Two-Face, I´m painful to rappers then you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta bend ´em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin´ farther from gettin´ bail
Makes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin´ trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin´, repentin´ and lose they bowels
Everything is foul when Swift´s around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I´m gonna take this ´gnac and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin´ in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

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

[Bizarre]
Me and Eminem and Mike
Drivin´ down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin´ transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin´ my boy Jason
Should be takin´ my medication, it´s 9 to 10 I´m facin´
Last week this old man I had to blast
Cuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn´t realize it was my grandmother ´til I checked her pocketbook
Fuckin´ with the white boys got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I ain´t been eatin´ like I should
This wounded dog in the street is sure lookin´ good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin´ paper route
Throwin´ bottles at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-piece
Cuz she found out I was havin´ an affair with her 10-year old niece

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

[Eminem]
Nobody better test me, cuz I don´t wanna get messy
Especially when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugs
Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin´ 40-bottles like the fuckin´ Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, crack open a six
I´m on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss
I´m hollerin´ at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who they was
I´m always takin´ someone else´s girl like Cool J does
They probably don´t be packin´ anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz
Mics get sandblasted
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin´ crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin´ felon, headed to hell in a handbasket
Talkin´ shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran plastic
Get your damn ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious four motherfuckers
Flashin´ in front of your face without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, ain´t nobody iller than me

[Fuzz]
I run shit like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket dead
Drastic spread of acid heads
Come to abort you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin´ on plastic legs
Ask the feds from past the edge
Rockin´ the most classic threads
Flashin´ bread, roll down the window
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get ´til that ass get red
You can get ´til that ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I´ll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga Eminem
Never writer´s block, I block writers
My block´s tighter, ante up and get your top fighters
Got fired for jumpin´ the counter with a mop stick
Some bitch ran up screamin´ GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she screamin´ "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock shit and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Fuzz Scooter ´97 crop pick
Sick a-ya´ll niggaz lookin´ at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through your optic
You niggaz still don´t know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in your ass
And have you shittin´ socks bitch!
We rock shit, leave your fuckin´ knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin´ him hot grits
(No one...)

Ain´t nobody iller than me

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

You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees!
From the home of potholes and trash
We´ll lyrically blast...