Lil' B

[fox69]

"Cumin From Da Unda"

"Cumin From Da Unda"


[Verse:]
Fuck them niggas who hate me
I don't give a fuck, Bitchmob respect me
4 5 grips, tip top, stay strapped
Bitch I'm worldwide, fuck 'em, bringing the Bay back
One man gunner, fuckin' with down unda
Got the mag down unda, call me Joe Plumber
I mean Joe Greene, all about my green
Still on the yellow bus with a gun and some lean
Pink shirt, tiny jeans, bruh man
I'm a fuck his whole
Bounce out then I smash
Comin' with the gat and the mask
Sleep in a bin, man you niggas is trash
Still thugged off in the back streets
Feelin' like Sonic, I don't think you can catch me
Feelin' so guttah open up the matches
I'll lay ya boy, motivate ya team
Got the game playin', all you need is me
Top of the gun, all you see is weed
I put a little purple at the tip
So you can get high when that chew-chew-chew-chew grip (Pow pow pow)
And I don't gotta gas cause I'm about that life
With that motherfuckin' mask
Send a nigga straight to class
Man [?] low bell, it breaks too fast
Come up over here, I'm a break his ass
13 and 14 I was takin' cash
After job before that, I was 20 makin' ten dollars
Full street, fuckin' with my homeless partners
Now I'm 22 stay connected with the chopper
I ride no license, too legit
I was fuckin' up nigga, on my dick couldn't quit
Niggas looked at me so sick
Bruh, I swear I've seen niggas that looked like [?]
I was ridin' with 'em right beside me, I'll eat 'em
Breh you don't know, I've been violated too many times
I'm a hold that iron
I want 20 million or better, that's just a sign
I'll beat your ass and kill you for my honor
This rap game look too familiar
Shout out to the DJ that dropped my shit back on replay, bitchy

[Outro:]
Fuck 'em
Uh, I'm down unda
I said I'm comin' from down unda
I said we comin' from down unda
I'm comin' from down unda, bitch
I said I'm comin' from down unda
I'm comin' from down unda, Lil B
And this that #1 Bitch mixtape, yeah we goin' all the way in
Yeah, you know, we just playin' with 'em somethin' easy
You know we been doin' this
Ten thousand or better
And I ain't talkin' about dollars man, that's money, that's music
Like I said we make history, Lil B will make history
Based World we done made history
#1 Bitch mixtape

 

[fox69]

"Cumin Up"

"Cumin Up"


[Intro]
Aye, bro, I know where you can get 20 bricks
What?
I said I know where you can get 20 bricks
Nigga, I don't got no fucking time for no shit like that what the fuck is your problem

[Verse 1]
I know that you wanna come up
Cause your a broke bitch and you need some money
You better hit this lick
One day, summertime, last month
I was out doing, talking 'bout coming up
I've been riding on the bus and I really need a car
Already got a job and I work too hard
It be this young nigga, talking 'bout he got bricks
Finna make him eat shit and steal those licks
I ain't talking 'bout mad, I'm talking 'bout the chance, nigga
Rob everybody, don't discriminate
And tats on your face, I know you got the blue suit
You can get got too, every blue moon
I come with the chopper, sucker nigga drop everything
Baby mama drama? I'll knock the bitch out
She trying to trap me, I broke the bitch jaw
Long story short, he ain't go very far
Bitch hating on me? Boy, I swear to God
Keep hating on me and get your punk ass robbed

[Hook]
Brodie, coming up, ski masked up,[8x]

[Interlude]
OK, since you didn't wanna do that,
I'm gonna tell you about this other thing that I know about
Hey, bro, check it out
I know something that we won't get caught for

[Verse 2]
I'mma tell you about this dude in jail
He said he hit a lick, and he couldn't post bail
Now the only time we talk is when he's sitting in his cell
I seen his face, and I know he in hell
Made a couple mistakes, hit that boy with the chopper
Took his ass out the trunk, put his ass in the car
Man you know that's kidnap, get caught in the trap
He didn't even steal the crack, how he gonna bounce back?
Man, it's all on us, keep it on the hush
Going way way back, nigga, I was on the bus
Trapping every day in the dark with no light
Every time I hit the streets I had to pray trice
All night hype, I be out on the flight
Baby food, trying to cook dope at night
Stealing formula, hiding on bar
Real street nigga, cooking crack in the dark

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"D.O.R"

"D.O.R"


Fuck the rap game
It's that death of the rap game
Fuck the world
I'm God
Lil B

I'm militant, I'm very Based, I'm very proper
You want the war, you bring your troops, I'll bring the choppers
You niggas gay, yeah, you gay, you fuckin' faggot
I'm head first, with 30 rounds I let them have it
Battlefield with fast cash, you never grab it
I post up with big blunts and Maseratis
Rick Ross, the new whip is Big Body
New Boys, you bitch-niggas I been Rocky
Been cocky, ask Josh, I been active
Ride a bus, with long straps, no riff-raff
Then you drive cars, we hold guns, Dodge Magnum
Yes, tragic how he left with no comments
Never settle for nigga-rich, I'm gonna rob em
Catch me slippin' with tiny pants, you think I'm nerdy
.45 got nice aim; I throw curvy
My game, I run court, I'm James Worthy
From the block, I'm from the bricks like New Jersey
I did court, I did jail, you can't hurt me
Waterfront the fam nigga, it's West Berkeley
And they ask where I been, I been rappin'
You drive cars, you fuckin' fag, I been gassin'
In my eyes is blood, sweat and pain, cause
It's a shame that they don't know my name, Blood
Lil B: I blow trees in all seasons
Think I'm slippin? Find out! For no reason
Met pain, I met God, I met death
They all said I'm BasedGod, and that's that
Spit sick, I spit rhymes, I spit facts
I'm not Drake, I ain't come in the game rich
Fuck you if you don't feel my game, bitch
Fuck you if you don't like my name, bitch
BasedGod tell your girl, she could suck on it
Put money on God and I bust on him
Don't hate! I rock out like Philly rock
Real street, like a New York City block
Beat your ass like a New York City cop
Flipmode, a Rah Digga, a mind-figure
Fuck crackers, fuck hoes & fuck niggas
Fuck her, fuck you & fuck me
Lil B: I'm back bitch, I spit heat
Post up, I sell dimes and fat zips
Got crack: the cats come like catnip
Don't trip: I never fold like napkins
Real goon, I'm just Robbin' like Baskins
Anthrax a real boy like Osama
Been played, I been beat, I love drama
X-Man on defense, it's street shit
Riding up in deep tints & deep dish
Never thought I'd come hard? I fooled you!
Been watchin', I cursed you it's Voodoo
Been locked in, Mach-10s and Mac-10s
Leave his head split and no Cochran to back him
Don't you niggas wish I'd fall off the Big League?
At my lowest point, sacrifice to make bread
XMR - call your bitch and get head
She don't really like you: possum, she play dead
Riding up top. Real niggas and big blocks
Say the pack dead? bitch nigga the pack hot
All these new niggas is my sons, the new boys
Fuck you rap niggas: new guns and new toys
Infrared beam make you dream, then POOF!, boy
Semi-auto rounds make you scream like Luke, boy
Only other thing that I ain't did is die yet
I don't like that mindset, nigga, it's the grind-set
Don't wear a watch, cause it could be your time next
You not a threat: my rap flow is bomb threats
Stay in your house: I'm stampeding with death threats
Shit, think you hard?: I bust a nut like good sex
Think you real? A Bay nigga, a hood vet
Lil B: I'm BasedGod with no stress
Incest, fuck your bruh and fuck your bitch
No homo... fuck your life, I'm getting rich
Mexican: I'm illegal, I move bricks
No love, I dog hoes like new pits
Doctor! I need help, the game's sick
Lil B give a fuck about the fame, bitch

Welcome to the army
D.O.R., nigga
Death Of Rap
Fuck all you rap niggas, Lil B run this shit
BasedGod

 

[fox69]

"D.O.R. (Death Of Rap)"

"D.O.R. (Death Of Rap)"


[Intro - Lil B]
Fuck the Rap game! It's the death of the rap game
Fuck the world. I'm God. Lil B

[Verse - Lil B]
I'm militant, I'm very Based, I'm very proper
And you don't want a war: you bring your troops
I bring the chopper. Cause you niggas gay
Yeah, you gay. You fuckin faggot
And I'm adverse with 30 rhymes I let them have it
Battlefield with fast cash, you never grab it
I post up with big blunts & Maserati
Rick Ross, The new whip is Big Body
New Boys, you bitch-niggas I been Rocky
Been cocky as y'all as I been active
Ride on us, we lock straps, no riff-raff
Then you hold cars, we hold guns, Dodge Magnum
It's tragic how he left with no comments
Never settle for nigga-rich, I'm gonna rob em
Catch me slippin with tiny pants, you think I'm nerdy?
.45 got nice aim; I throw curvy
My game: I run the court. I'm James Worthy
From the block, I'm from the bricks like New Jersey
I did court, I did jail, you can't hurt me
Waterfront and fam nigga, it's West Berkeley
And they ask where I been? I been rappin
You drive cars? You fuckin fag, I been gassing
In my eyes is blood, sweat and paint, cuz
It's a shame that they don't know my name, Blood
Lil B: I blow trees in all seasons
Think I'm slippin? Find out! For no reason
I met pain, I met God, I met death
They all say that I'm Based God, and that's that
Spit sick, I spit rhymes, I spit facts
I ain't Drake, I ain't come in the game rich
Fuck you if you don't feel my game, bitch
Fuck you if you don't like my name, bitch
BasedGod tell your girl, she could suck on it
Put money on God and I bust on him
Don't hate! I rocked out like Philly rock
Wrists streetlight: a New York City block
Beat your ass like a New York City cop
Flipmode a Rah Digga, a mind-figure
Fuck crackers, fuck hoes & fuck niggas
Fuck her, fuck you & fuck me
Lil B: I'm back bitch, I spit heat
Post up, I sell dimes and fat zips
Got crack: the cats come like catnip
Don't trip: I never fold like napkins
Rude goon: I'm just "Robbin" like Baskins
Anthrax a real boy like Osama
Been played, I been beat, I love drama
X-Man on defense, the street shit
Riding up in deep tints & deep dish
Never thought I'd come hard? I fooled you!
Ben Watson I cursed you, it's Voodoo
Been locked in, Mach-10s and Mac-10s
Leave his head split & no Cochran to back him
What? You niggas wish I'd fall of the Big League?
At my lowest point, sacrifice to make bread
XMR - call your bitch and get head
She don't really like you: possum, she play dead
Riding up top. Real niggas in big box
Say the pack dead? bitch nigga the pack hot
All these new niggas is my sons, the new boys
Fuck you rap niggas: new guns and new toys
Infrared beam make you dream the truth, boy
Semi-auto rounds make you scream like rude boy
Only other thing that I ain't did is die yet
I don't like that mindset, nigga, it's the grind-set
They way you watch this it could be a Timex
You not a threat: my rap flow is bomb threats
Stay in your house: I'm stampeding with death threats
Think you hard: I bust a nut like good sex
Think you real? Obey nigga, a hood vet
Lil B: I'm BasedGod with no stress
Incest: fuck your bride, fuck your bitch
No homo.. fuck your life, I'm getting rich
Mexican: I'm el amigo, I move bricks
No Love for dog hoes like New pits
Doctor! I need help, the game's sick
Lil B give a fuck about the fame, bitch!

 

[fox69]

"Da Backstreetz"

"Da Backstreetz"


It's your boy Lil B I got my gang from south Berkeley man
I got my gang from Richmond man
(Based God)

I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz
I don't give a fuck I'll pull up at the enemy
My eyes red 'cause I smoke blunts
Niggas die every day I don't give a fuck

Niggas get locked up everyday
Crackers get shot up everyday
Free all my niggas that's in the cage
I'm feeling like I'm on stage
I'll never be a snitch if we in a raid
You should lay a person down for saying names
I never point the finger that's not a game
If you was a snitch you should be ashamed
I got paperwork for all my gangsters
I took an oath to the street I'm an 80's baby
You niggas really on here in the ground
I'm at foodville bought with a kickstand
I'm one up and you want up
Hit East [?] mall for the double up
Nigga I only state facts
Got the ladder and the drum where the [?] at?

I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz
I don't give a fuck I'll pull up at the enemy
My eyes red because I smoke blunts
Niggas die every day I don't give a fuck

I'mma keep it one hundred bitches no love
I'm the boss so you know that I'm turned up
Bitch you would of heard knock off your fam
Back there your kids on instagram
DJ Vlad keep your mouth shut
I don't do interviews shut the fuck up
Man I'm just trying to see a key
I cut the whole rock like Jay Z
I took losses as a kid but I bounced back
Yeah I'm still sick and I deal with that
Yeah nigga I'm a black man
Use to deal every car with a black hand
Everything that you not is what I am
I'm the son of Dez nigga like the son of sam

I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz
I don't give a fuck I'll pull up at the enemy
My eyes red because I smoke blunts
Niggas die every day I don't give a fuck

I'm about everything nigga even Jonesing
Pull up on my self nigga you ain't know it
I'mma go a couple places and take risks
I ain't got no friends nigga fuck a bitch
Keep it one hundred nigga you taking tough
But really it ain't nothing
What is it a blizzard?
I really got the game from these South Berkeley niggas
Feel me? But we rocking out the top top top like
Uh huh and we never did stop like
Shout out to rich men on the top like
Yeaaahhh right we on top right?

I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz
I don't give a fuck I'll pull up at the enemy
My eyes red because I smoke blunts
Niggas die every day I don't give a fuck

(Based God)

 

[fox69]

"Daddy"

"Daddy"


Yeah baby
Jackson, I love you
What would I do without you, man?
I love you, baby

Boy, this to you, where my heart, really goes to
I know you're too young to understand what I'm going through
And I'm one soul, when your momma left
I know she couldn't wait for me to take my last breath
We can't be going on, nothing to survive
So every single time that I look in your eyes
I think about the street, the encouragement you gave me
I've been way too happy, yeah here lately
Days move forward, I wake up with a smile
I love you so much, I couldn't ask for a better child
I don't want you to think that your daddy's a gangster
You inspire my music, son I want to thank you
Every day I wake up to hear your beautiful voice
I know in my heart that I made the right choice
All I ever wanted was to be the best Dad
I know in my heart I'll lead you down the right path

Daddy be there till the day that he dies
Every time you shed a tear, daddy wipes his eyes
No matter what you do, no matter where I am
Daddy always be there to hold your hand

Daddy be here till the day that he dies
Every time you shed a tear, daddy wipes his eyes
No matter what you do, no matter where I am
Daddy always be there to hold your hand

Daddy loves you, I'm a show you that I care
Any time you need me, I'll be right there
When you get older and your problems develop
Whenever you need something, I'll be there to help
I'll give you the advice that you're probably gonna need
Whenever you need to talk, just come talk to me
How I learned the day, the day that you were born
[?] to say, that you are my world
When my days go wrong and I'm in a bad mood
I cheer right up, the second I see you
You're a spitting image of how I used to be
So I guess when I look at you, all I see is me
Is that a good thing, or is it just bad?
Yeah, it's a good thing you look like your Dad
I'm glad you're too young to understand all the pain
I apologize for your mommy, acting this way

Daddy be there till the day that he dies
Every time you shed a tear, daddy wipes his eyes
No matter what you do, no matter where I am
Daddy always be there to hold your hand

Daddy be here till the day that he dies
Every time you shed a tear, daddy wipes his eyes
No matter what you do, no matter where I am
Daddy always be there to hold your hand

Every day I wake up, it's the beginning of the end
Now so much to say, but where do I begin?
Things might be different, if I was with your Mom
Have to remind myself, that I did nothing wrong
I just wanna give you the best life you can have
There are a few times when I feel I'm not the best Dad
Performing every weekend, it's taking time from us
There are a few times when I think I've had enough
But the music that I spit, is like my therapy
To help me from the pain that your Mommy gave to me
Cause I never know if she's going to be there the next day
I guess too many times that she's already ran away
As much as I hate your Mom, I just grind my teeth
I know you love your Mom as much as you love me
I feel so bad for what's she's doing, see
I know she's still your Mom, no matter what she did to me

Daddy be here till the day that he dies
Every time you shed a tear, daddy wipes his eyes
No matter what you do, no matter where I am
Daddy always be there to hold your hand

Daddy be here till the day that he dies
Every time you shed a tear, daddy wipes his eyes
No matter what you do, no matter where I am
Daddy always be there to hold your hand

 

[fox69]

"Dancing At Night"

"Dancing At Night"


Glassface
Biggest raw key is fucked
In that 18, and I'm drivin through in that 1980
That 1980 shit, uh

You niggas don't shake me, I missed that dance
I got it from the hood, while you got an advance
I'm a stay Glassface with my face
I look at myself, who am I?
My own mind sayin, mind sayin
Don't talk but I hear it, it's like a spirit
I got clearance, I'm in the law cabin
Getting my thoughts together, writing letters to the president, yea
It won't change, that's everything
But never be satisfied
Best time in yo life
Still, you gave room to cry
Cry your eyes and keep it real cause I never live a lie
I'm the type of person that don't see eye for an eye
Look at the situation, some things be blatting
Something's hidden, looking at my enemy
That's really me, what's gotten into me?
Can't get caught up in that circle
I really wanna serve you til they serve you
Life's too and I learned it
And I'm for certain, you know you're not worthless
For you working, you working
You feel me?
And I know your worth in the game
Don't trip off the lame, don't trip off the fame
You already know your name, you know your name
That's why we prayed up in the dark, Lil B yes

Glassface
Rawest rapper alive
They already know
Five out
They like this: hate yo song
Man, those suckas
We know about them suckas
We know about them suckas and we stay far away from that shit
Staying positive until we reach the top
Based full, we gonna make it
I know you gon make it, listen to this right now
Yes you, we rockin
Let's go

 

[fox69]

"Dark Skin"

"Dark Skin"


What's real, lemme tell you about some things that I've seen
Real life let me tell you about somethings that I did
Definition of a real nigga, its just words, like tattoos it don't mean shit

What's real, lemme tell you about some things that I've seen
Real life let me tell you about somethings that I did
Definition of a real nigga, its just words, like tattoos it don't mean shit

Ride the bus devilish thoughts, my peoples possessed
Resort to violence as the proper choices (yea)
Everytime I walk in the room I'm getting stared at
I evened glared back, its ending like death threats
Proud to be from my city, but loosing respect
Don't nobody give a fuck about the blacks
Real shit, even blacks even killing off blacks
Blame it on slavery, but its the presidents, fact
Your losing grip

[Hook]

They say its not so bad, why do I complain
Can't drive a dunger or scraper without getting pulled over
Gotta tie your dreads back not to scare people
Had to soften my voice, the courts think I'm evil
I could write 10 books, I can't even wear a hoodie
Without getting funny looks. like I'm bummy
Like I'm a joke shit, but nothing funny
I love life, and I love people
But society done showed me
All this black on black violence, everyones is not my homie
And most days I'm spending lonely, living life as a artist
And don't matter where u work, work can be a target
If you love in your heart, no matter where you started
Dead broke a couple years you could be ballin
It starts from you, change starts from you
Supposed to be a leader, just breathe a, emphysema
We need more black leaders, you could be a street soldier
You could be a poet just give the world what you owe it
I believe in you

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Deals Whoodie"

"Deals Whoodie"


Deals whoodie, deals whoodie
Bitch I got them deals whoodie
Aye, aye girl (damn)
Man, everybody knows I got them fucking deals, God damn it! Green Flame!
You got that real deal whoodie, I fuck with you (fuck with you)
Them same niggas that fuck me over, they admire me
I hold that mac clip, like a whore! (Bow!)
Just show me pounds I'm a show you bout the safe, AAAHHH!
Everyone knows about that, 58 (Based God!)
I got a mask on my face
I got a crime fetish, I got a knife fetish
That real deal whoodie (God damn it)
I need about 3 more bitches, yeah
Tell them it's my party
I'm a tell you like this whoodie
I ain't gonna have no sympathy (never)
No bitch ass suckers, just out there, tryna do
Now I'm a tell you like this man, niggas is so foul (so foul)
Why you running round with that clap, but you fucking no gal?
As long as she got that shit, she don't tell nobody
You gonna see me face first, I'm a see about you
Yeah, you feel me, for my safety (whore, whore!)
They don't lay me,.. fucked up, everybody going crazy
So you gotta hold that chopper like you're working within the navy
Bitch don't tell me I'm crazy
I ain't gonna do no game
On top with the fame, Glock with that aim
Emotional, (AAHH!), you could flash your lights at me
What's the sell whoodie? I ain't gon' tell ya homie (Based God!)
Niggas got that shit, I'm a tell you bout that
I went and got the bullet proof vest (Damn whoodie)
I'm a tell ya like this bitch (Damn!)
These hoes ain't safe, she had your baby
Cause you had to take her last man's place, that real gay you bitch (Green Flame)
Tell me bout them deals whoodie, now show me bout that pill whoodie
Damn, I'm a tell it like it is whoodie
I'm a make a deal whoodie, tell me bout that pill whoodie
I'm a tell it how it is whoodie, I'm a make a deal whoodie
Tell me bout the pills whoodie, I'm a tell it like it is whoodie
I'm a make a deal whoodie

 

[fox69]

"Dear Mama"

"Dear Mama"


Yeah 'Ma, you know, I know we had some hard times
Hey, Dad, I love ya
Hey man, this is for my family
Mom, Dad, everybody, you know what I'm saying?
Hey Mom, I wanna say I apologize for all that bullshit, you know what I'm saying?
I was a fake ass nigga for a long time, you know what I'm saying?
Real nigga
Yeah

I wanna thank you for this shit that I can't do
If your mind died, I wanna say God bless you
Somethin' so real, I can't speak, you're special
Man, I can't even write it through the pencil
You taught me, you love me
Now I can't forget you
People say your name, they can't even compare to
Growin' up there man, grown man, I'm scared to
You know what I'm saying?
Over night time, in the day time
Better not curse in front of you
You kept me it so real, the rap shit got uncomfortable
Real people do real things, and I love you
We had more than enough, you provided me with more than enough
Let's celebrate for the poor
And we can do what we want
I owe you thirty times more than more
I owe you thirty times more than anything I could ever endure, door
I want this more for you
I was in [?] stealin' food for you
Tryin' to be out there with them dudes
Had to pay with my life, I'd pay for you
I wouldn't be no bitch ass nigga
I wouldn't let not motherfucker play with you
I'd pay for you, you paved the way for me
There's nothing to do, I'm so militant
I would have to shoot, put my hands on you
I'd black out too, you know what I'm saying?
My mind up there is my mind on dope
So sometimes I don't even know, I just hope
I love, I stay positive, for the ___ others
I love ya Mama, that's the real, that's the best of it
And I love all my niggas that lost they parents
One hundred to ya'll, man, you know what I'm saying?
Lil B

You know, like I said, man, I've gone through a lot of shit, man
A lot of pain, you know what I'm saying?
05 Fuck Em
Hey, Mom, I've got you
We gon' get out the hood, you know what I'm saying?
And we gon' be straight
We gon' be straight, promise that
Hey, Pops, I got you, yeah