[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