B.O.R (Birth Of Rap)

Lil B

Based God

King of rap, I can bet my money on that

Can't face the facts that a young guy kill this shit

Give me another shot and I'm a come with my mask on

Seen alot of grosses I came with the Vans on

Now it's 09 and I'm runnin with the based god

Fire in my eyes mix my soul with the neapoms

Mix and match, all I need is dro, and 1 mike, 1 pad, 1 pen, a iPod a them lights

Feelin like a plane when it's up and it's in flight

Dressin everyday like I'm dead with the pinstripe

This a few things that show that I'm the rawest

Been to cast everyday so I'm ballin like Spalding

More beef like 6 have you baldin like baldwin

Your favorite rapper out, I'm a lay 'em in a coffin

No talkin when I'm talkin, cause it's legend pay attention

Only time I sat in class was when I was severin a detention

I fucks with Soulja Boy, Get money nigga

Everytime I see a rapper, I think that I'm a get him

In the booth or in the strets, I'm known to tear a rhythm

Fifteen and sixteen, eyes breakin down the system

Nobody can tell me nothin, I was livin off my system

Head fucked up, I thought it would be cool to go to prison

Watchin Hot Boyz on BET, gettin all these women

So I got my gold grill because I'm thugged out with em

B-Town, Waterfront I put on for my city

We done did it for six years, just reached 20

Alot of dudes I grew up with, didn't see 20

Everytime I have a birthday, I'm thinkin God love me

Everytime I hit the beat, man I do it for my mom

Workin hard everyday I'm a make it where it's mine

I'm a hustle all the time, like Lil Wayne do

And if you ever get me, you get ate like grapefruit

My first reaction was like just chill and stay cool

The rap game is slow and it just ain't cool

Always jockin all my style and it just ain't you

Only time I feel you, is if a based boy do

Because I'm rap god and a based boy too

I can listen to the hate and put the volume on mute

So the only thing I hear is the horses in my coupe

And when the roof go down it reminds me of my chick

Gettin money off the flo' because I'm trappin like a bitch

Like Gucci Mane said but it's rich nigga click

And my name is Lil B you can call me king of rap

I done did a few things and I'm never goin back

Mirror mirror on the wall, shit, I'm askin who the man is

Lil B for Lil Boss I'm prayin to my canvas

I deserve the ground because I'm speakin for the Mases

And I'm in the weed, I'm gettin cheify like Kansas

Words to the wise, you should fear the competition

Because I'm the only vet that's a Based God spittin

And you ain't in the game until you make a thousand songs

And you dyin for this rap, Because it's the only thing you love

Birth of Rap