Free Diamonds - No One's Iller Than Me Lyrics
[Bizarre]Yeah... ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at youEminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha haNo one's iller than me (wha?)No one, no one is iller than meNo one is iller than meIt's Mr. Swifty from the 313...[Swift]I make rappers wanna turn into singersI keep hoes lickin' they fingersBring this competition and face this meanin'Got your whole crew doing subpeonasHell nah you ain't seen a crew geniusMurder whoever's between us, pack your heatersKeep it close, you can't beat usWhile your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe thisI done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin rejectsWhile the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secretThat your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind stateMakes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rateI'm like Two-Face, I'm 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 Swift's around, vacate nowNiggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?I'm gonna take this 'gnac and drink it straight wildNiggas steady fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!It's 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, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'Last week this old man I had to blastCause he tried to help me out when my car was out of gasRipped this old lady, hung her neck by a hookDidn't 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 ain't 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-pieceCause she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old nieceNo one, no one's iller than meIt's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313No one, no one is iller than meIt's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313[Eminem]Nobody better test me, cause I don't 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 sixI'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta take a pissI'm hollerin' at these hoes that got boyfriendsWho gives a ***** who they wasI'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J doesThey probably don't 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, ain't 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 himI'll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga EminemNever writer's block, I block writersMy block's 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-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got titsI shoot a rocket through your opticYou niggaz still don't 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...)Ain't nobody iller than me[Bizzare]It's the Mr. Fuzzy from the 313No one, no one is iller than meIt's Eminem and Swift from the 313No one, no one is iller than meIt's Fuzz and Buzz-arre from the 313You have now witnessed 4 I'll emcees!From the home of potholes and trashWe'll lyrically blast...For more information visit fanclub of Eminem http://brainstormlive.com/d/pg/groups/79462/eminem/.
