[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