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[Intro] God Of rap, Lil B, Rawest Rapper Alive Lil B [Verse 1: Lil B] Bodybags I was out broken in the hood you wouldn’t copy that Niggas made fun of me, niggas didn’t wanna rap I was out having beef I was talking murder rap Bitch all this game from the hood so I murder rap Niggas don’t want… you are another rapper Only time I rap Is when I coat plastic Get you a plate Gotta freeze it Ill put the dope in your face You niggas look stupid snorting dope I’ll whip my coke and then I’ll.. like a rope My bitch hold the package balloons Yup and she get dope the balloons Put it up in the ass put the powder in the ass Drugs in the penthouse got robbed for my stash Ten in shops, got the whole block Fort like Knox, closure shit right here 100 Grand sitting in the backseat right there Finna take the stove, Finna take the shit out next week Finna sell that shit whole This reference art, art reflects life Niggas don’t spark, come back from the war Letras de cancionesStop the war bitch, we got more soldiers on the front line Dying for the love dying one time Rap niggas, I’mma take off with your plate Im the God of rap nigga and this here my space [Interlude 1] Its Lil B, God Of Rap – welcome to the first level You’ve completed… I feel a new Based level – forgive me for all the pain God Of Rap… Lil B… I can feel… Lil B God of Rap, Rawest Rapper Alive [Verse 2: Lil B] Im the God of rap I’mma show you who the maker You’re not God, you just a faker I hold straps no matter what time of day I got so many straps you would think that Im Gay Shoot a couple bitches then Im back to the safe Play Cops and Robbers, damn life’s great Lil B BasedGod, I still know the BasedGod Call me God of Rap sincerely, the BasedGod A lot of you rappers wanna call yourself God now Go be in a france? You can go live Im dying everyday but Im living in the moment Put my Gun in your mouth cause Im so horny And then I blast that motherfucker with the cash from the safe Then Im movin out of state on my way to the border Finna go push a cake, wrapped in the car, its my birthday Put my face in the cake and I get so high Sunflower seeds with them cocaine eyes You can say you God of Rap, then you speaking a lie Rawest rapper alive, Lil B BasedGod Put my soul in the music and the mic got me crying Smile through the speakers Im staying based now Never leave my roots, I’mma stand and shoot Lot of fake friends, I lost some real ones too Still moving by myself no one no group No gun no vest no negro shoot Just use my hands, all honor I prove Niggas do a lot of bad its no honor wit you Niggas put off.. on the recruit Put you rappers on, you should honor me too Its some fake ass niggas I was honestly through I’mma street nigga, you a rap nigga Oh you a female rapper? I wanna eat your pussy too Im eating all you pussies too, 69 two Glocks Finna beat your pussy and the ass and keep the door locked up Tape the bitches for money in California (It’s Lil’ Bars, nigga, ya nam sayin?) (Pain, nigga) [Verse 3] Yeah you the God of Rap when you speaking to Lil B Lil B know the BasedGod and thats on everything Im the God of Rap theres no need for explaining Lil B the greatest, trend setter, vendetta Grand Theft BasedGod, Grand Theft Auto Thats Lil B You niggas already know all the pain that I’ve seen Seen money burn, seen glass floors when you look down You can see the basement See through the glass with the covers and the matrix Real based talk understand what Im saying? Way too raw for explaining Lil B [Interlude 2] God of Rap – and welcome and continue to a third level Its getting very cold But Ima step back 05 Fuck Em Mixtape Lil B I need you Lil B for life Lil B is the rawest rapper [Verse 4] Give me the praises, give me the praises Dead a nigga quick with the mac and a stainless Won’t come back unless his back where is brain is Be a little scared every time that Im aiming Shoot niggas up then I burn like money Like fuck money why you love money? My niggas hate money He got raped on the Interstate I came back with them guns and a dinner plate Niggas ask me Im sending plates Im sending more food then you ever got Niggas greet me in America Niggas get you in America Got the pistol in your area Niggas talk then they scared of us I was sitting in the mirror 5 days just to get it up Im focused too silent Niggas playing games scope on em red dot em Lil B [Interlude 3] God of Rap nigga You know about me, I’m the hitman nigga A lot of niggas getting taken out with these raps Rawest rapper alive God of Rap [Verse 5: Lil B] In the hood niggas got red dots on em Cops and helicopters with the choppers on em With the choppers on em niggas seen a bodybag Fiends with the heroin keep on drooling out the mouth Its like Resident Evil man where is the people? Niggas dying But really – where is the people? You want peace? Then peace is what you talk Based got the AK with them bullets at the targets Then you gotta line into the mother fucking coats I really got a line where the coat split And I really put them bags where the coat sit You niggas need to- in the coach shit First class niggas where my dope sit [Outro: Lil B] (Fuck em, God of Rap) (Yeah – check it out) And nigga fuck you too Im talkin bout fuck you too And I ain’t never signed no deal But I did sign up for some fucking X Pill Pin one on the wall and incase niggas slipping Living in paradise top off on instant Niggas had problems in the hood I got problems in the hood put the problems in the hood I still got problems in the hood, Im wilding in the hood Niggas wilding in this good I be wildin like I should God of Rap nigga Lil B From Letras Mania