Dr Dre - No One's Iller Than Me Lyrics
Artist: eminem f/ swift, bizarre & fuzz[bizarre]Yeah...ha ha ha (bang!), yeah, bizarre kid comin at youEminem and fuzz, and mr. swifty, ha haNo ones iller than me (wha? )No one, no one is iller than meNo one is iller than meIts mr. swifty from the 313...[swift]I make rappers wanna turn into singersI keep hoes lickin they fingersBring this competition and face this meaninGot your whole crew doing subpeonasHell nah you aint seen a crew geniusMurder whoevers between us, pack your heatersKeep it close, you cant beat usWhile your whole crew treat us like gs, you best believe thisI done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejectsWhile the whole world ejects your tape, it aint no secretThat your shit sounds fake, you cant stop it my mind stateMakes it too late for cops in tryin to stop the crime rateIm like two-face, Im painful to rappers then you can tellFrom these shells, how I gotta bend em like route canalsI erase all trails, somethin farther from gettin bailMakes you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as wellBe within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin trialsHorrified, and keep on frontin, repentin and lose they bowelsEverything is foul when swifts around, vacate nowNiggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?Im gonna take this gnac and drink it straight wildNiggas steady fallin in my face like milk crates, blaaaow!Its swifty from the 313Like I said no one is iller than me, unnhh![bizarre]Me and eminem and mikeDrivin down van dykeGet my dick sucked late at night by a *****in transvestiteStill on probation for stranglin my boy jasonShould be takin my medication, its 9 to 10 Im facinLast week this old man I had to blastCuz he tried to help me out when my car was out of gasRipped this old lady, hung her neck by a hookDidnt realize it was my grandmother til I checked her pocketbook*****in with the white boys got me back on crackBetter explain where the hell your tvs and vcrs is atI done lost 100 pounds, I aint been eatin like I shouldThis wounded dog in the street is sure lookin good!Rob this little boy in his *****in paper routeThrowin bottles at day care centers and yell everybody get out!My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a 2-pieceCuz she found out I was havin an affair with her 10-year old nieceNo one, no ones iller than meIts bizarre kid straight from the 313No one, no one is iller than meIts bizarre kid straight from the 313[eminem]Nobody better test me, cuz I dont wanna get messyEspecially when I step inside this *****, dick freshlyNew lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two mugsBefore I do drugs that make me throw up like flu bugsTrue thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubsWhippin 40-bottles like the *****in pepsi clubsDown a fifth, crack open a sixIm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a pissIm hollerin at these hoes that got boyfriendsWho gives a ***** who they wasIm always takin someone elses girl like cool j doesThey probably dont be packin anyways, do they fuzz?We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzzMics get sandblastedStab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacidSprayed your mother*****in crib up when I ran past it*****in felon, headed to hell in a handbasketTalkin shit will get you, your girl and your man blastedKidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in saran plasticGet your damn ass kicked, by these fantasticFurious four mother*****ersFlashin in front of your face without the grand mastersSlim shady, aint nobody iller than me[fuzz]I run shit like an ass with legsMassive lead to leave your cabbage redSimilar to your ass in a casket deadDrastic spread of acid headsCome to abort you like a bastard eggThat trash you said got you standin on plastic legsAsk the feds from past the edgeRockin the most classic threadsFlashin bread, roll down the window***** you got some fantastic legs, you can get til that ass get redYou can get til that ass get redBizarre you get him and him, swift you get him and himIll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga eminemNever writers block, I block writersMy blocks tighter, ante up and get your top fightersGot fired for jumpin the counter with a mop stickSome ***** 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 shitWherever you shop *****, fuzz scooter 97 crop pickSick a-yall niggaz lookin at me like I got titsI shoot a rocket through your opticYou niggaz still dont know the top pick?I got bricks, lose my foot in your assAnd have you shittin socks *****!We rock shit, leave your *****in knot splitGrab the green from al by showin him hot grits(no one...)Aint nobody iller than me[bizzare]Its the mr. fuzzy from the 313No one, no one is iller than meIts eminem and swift from the 313No one, no one is iller than meIts fuzz and buzz-arre from the 313You have now witnessed 4 ill emcees!From the home of potholes and trashWell lyrically blast...
