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Lil' B

Genres: Hip-Hop

G.o.r (god Of Rap) Lyrics - Lil' B

[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 

Stop 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 

 

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[Interlude] 

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 

 

[Bridge] 

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 

 

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[Lil B] 

Its 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] 

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 

 

[Bridge] 

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] 

Fuck em, God of Rap 

Yeah - check it out 

 

[Verse 6 - Lil B] 

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 

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