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