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"I'm God"

"I'm God"


You know I always wanted to be the best
You know I always wanted to be God
This is real talk
It's Lil B, yeah

My new name is Based God, ice cream paint job
Only come out in the dim lights: vampire
Shouts out to A.E. for riding in that 6-0
Move fast, stick slow, think fast, talk slow
Dude try to play me, I'm leaving with his bitch bro
Sorry for the cuss words, fuck that, curse more
Bruh did things should've been in the Hearse fo'
Now I'm spittin' rap shit, gave me somethin' to live fo'
Hit him with the P-9, bet it'll make his ribs show
Rap game is too fake, real niggas lay low
Word around town that you livin' with a halo
Bet I got killers puttin' cash on Halo
No Xbox, shouts out to Tune, baby
Free Tune, baby, free Rocky, bitch
Free Rocky, free Rocky, bitch
Free Tune baby, bitch, free

Feel me

Bruh think I'm gay cause I'm grindin' in my tiny pants
Bet I'm the only goon nigga in these tiny pants
Sending off shots, kickback make your wrist jam
Fully-loaded thing on my arm like a wristband
You don't want the Space Jam, you're better off to vacate
No, it's no template to touch this, 6 Kiss, reckless
Hands around your neck like a necklace
Leave him screwed and chopped, have him thinking he in Texas, nigga

Yeah, you know what I mean?
The mind is so complex when you're Based
32 Levels
Welcome to my world
Like I said I been ready
And it feels good to be here now
Finally realized
Who's the rawest rapper?
(Yes) Lil B

Just cause you a rich rapper don't really mean shit
I'll come to your crib and clear that whole bitch out
And then blow the swish out, my mouth put the stick out
I can't be high and robbing pussies with my dick out
I guess I'm a show-off, take my raincoat off
I'm so wet that a pussy get mad at me
Switch cars, new colors, call it raspberry
Got my own website with the dotcom
Take it out the bag, over stove like Top Ramen
I don't sell coke, my niggas look out for me
They ain't wanna let me fall off the (balcony)
That's like losing Mike Vick on the Falcon team
We a faculty, but I'm the team leader
I pass you guys, I'm in the two-seater
And what's wrong with you, this is hip-hop
This that '09 shit, I call it Based World

Based World
That's what I call it, Based World
You know what I mean
So just to tell you, it's a wrap
To anybody that thought they had it
You need to think again
Throw your hands up, it's Lil B for Lil Boss
I need all the Based energy I can

Yeah, is this what you really want, you got me in the flesh now
No, I'm not stressed out, I'm God, I'm the best out
Rap transparent, my see-through glasses
It's incoherent, and no I'm not staring
I just see through you
And from your heartbeat you are soft in the middle
I'm real on the outside, solid in the inside, bitch, it's the Westside
Chopper in the trunk, leave em soaked like a wet slide
It's apartheid, rap game is my shit
I'm so sick, I'm feeling so nauseous
Somebody tell the Earth I'm the best now
Somebody tell the ocean I'm the best out
Somebody tell the trees I'm here now
Somebody tell the world I'm Based now
See me in outer space, I'm out of reach today
Celebrate for me, I'm Based for life
This a celebration, bitch
 
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"I'm Heem"

"I'm Heem"


I don't care; I get head from a pretty girl, like "What now?"
Like "Hola, mami, mucho dinero. I'm not a bitch; me not scared-o"
Berkley Boys, we in this thing, got gold teeth, mhm
Multi-Platinum put that bitch online, she suck my dick, like, a hundred times!

It's your boy Lil B
I'm up next
Let's get it

Sex heem, yes heem, I'm heem, 'nawmean?
Bread heem, sex heem, yes I'm 'nawmean?
Yessir, check sir
Get racks, yessir
Yessir, yessir, I'm heem, 'nawmean?

I'm heem, mr Clean, Based Boy original
Park the car, spark the blunt, boy we goin' digital
Waterfront, yeah ask him, we get the cheese
A hundred thousand? Yes please!
A hundred million? Yes please!
I don't care; I'm getting head, from a pretty girl like what now?
Like "hola mami, mucho dinero
I'm not a bitch, me not scared-o"
Berkeley boys, we in this thang, got gold teeth, mhmmm
Multi [?] put the bitch online
She sucked my dick like a hundred times
Mirror, mirror up on the wall
I want wam wam's in the mainstream
I can't sleep at night, cause I want the money, I'm a dough fiend
Yeah, dough fiend, drink mean, like codeine
You can ask him, you can ask her, I have beef with a low mean
Suck it up like chow mein
It's a cheap game, cause it's all game
All rang, all mang
His time or my time, I still want them racks bitch
I'm vernacular with my pink dolphin
I'm finna eat like a fat bitch

Sex heem, yes heem, I'm heem, 'nawmean?
Bread heem, sex heem, yes I'm 'nawmean?
Yessir, check sir
Get racks, yessir
Yessir, yessir, I'm heem, 'nawmean?

Oh my God, 66, this rap game on some bullshit
Oh my God, 66, why we ain't rich yet?
I play the game like a fuckin' vet
Want money, power and respect
Yo based boys, I'm based bitch
He rap jacks and that's all of that
Flap jacks stuff all of that
No big game like quarterback
Berkeley boys we up next
Bay Area, bitch
Get racks like 'nawmean?
And I'm Jackie Chan like Yao Ming
Bitch, what I want? Everything
What I rap for? Everything
Want bling bling and world peace
Alright, fuck with me, I'm positive
End game it's real game
Brrrrang-da-dang, coming soon
Baddest chick I hit that, I'm the finest rapper in the room
Ask him, you can ask her
I'm conceited, cocky and a mastermind
I told rock we alright, our time gon' come soon
Until then I'm a beast tracks, I'm 19 I'm a bring it back
You should vote for me for president
We up next bitch check that

Sex heem, yes heem, I'm heem, 'nawmean?
Bread heem, sex heem, yes I'm 'nawmean?
Yessir, check sir
Get racks, yessir
Yessir, yessir, I'm heem, 'nawmean?

Sex heem, yes heem, I'm heem, 'nawmean?
Bread heem, sex heem, yes I'm 'nawmean?
Yessir, check sir
Get racks, yessir
Yessir, yessir, I'm heem, 'nawmean?

Man, why? Do you know, man?
It's your boy Lil B, 'namsayin?
Man we doin' this
I been doin' this for a long time now, man
I want the dough, man
I wanna be at the top of the rap game, man
And I'm ready
I ain't never finna stop this
This my life
I gave up a lot of shit for this
Just keep it real, 'namsayin?
Shouts out to all my boys, mayne
Anybody that mentioned me
Based boys 'namsayin?
Based Overlord I'm in the building
Check me out

Boy let me eat on my wonton
You can get me steak and beef slab
I made about 400 tracks, plus I went through rehab
Plus I did probation, 3 years of that bullshit
I just sat low, I did never snitch man, even facing 36
I done lost friends, fake friends, lose change and dividends
Sometimes I would never win, and I cried, ask him
And even in this thang Little Boss automatic
And I'm a live positive 'til the day I'm in my casket

Sex heem, yes heem, I'm heem, 'nawmean?
Bread heem, sex heem, yes I'm 'nawmean?
Yessir, check sir
Get racks, yessir
Yessir, yessir, I'm heem, 'nawmean?
 
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"I'm In The Streetz"

"I'm In The Streetz"


[Intro: Lil B]
Nigga fireworks
See that's what it is huh?
5150 fuck with me
Like I said nigga, we taking it to that next level...
Lil B for Lil Boss
I Forgive You mixtape, I don't hold no grudges
5150, 3130 - 5150 fuck with me my nigga
You know what it be like man
Lil B in this muthafucka man
Shout out to the made niggas

Hating on my line, bitch I had to knock em back
Then I grip the duct tape, and tell em go get that
Now pump, knock the shit back
Niggas wanna hate I tell em I ain't even with that
Get money shit is what I'm on - is you with that?
Niggas wanna play, but this is not a game bitch
Clip on the Mack and I ain't even gotta use it
These niggas wanna hate me - pass the AK please!
Stuff em in the trunk, that's based to your face
Real hot boy for real, I got case on top of case
And I don't know Queen Latifah
But I set it off with the 9 in the freezer
Got the baggy-bag, leave em right where I need em
Leave em fakes down, have em plank on this evening
189 is what they say when they grieving
187 ain't shit bitch this evening
I'm a mass up cause the army all ready
Big thangs because I'm working already
I'm a be self-made, deeper than the game
You better know my name, I'm geeked off the fame
Worldwide Based God, come and ride the train
That AK [?]
Not my MO, but I take a picture - snap!
That boy just flashed
100 bitch - for real mayn

[Hook:]
You niggas live for real, you got fake beef?
I can't respect you bitch - I'm in the streets

Respect my mind, respect my words
Came straight off the Porsche bitch, respect my nerves
Came straight off the dome with no [?] speeches
That nigga talk shit but he's down to eat it
I don't never talk shit, I'm not about the beefing
Got shit on my mind for no reason
I'm a hold it down all 12 seasons
I run the block like NFL muthafuckin seasons
You snitching bitch, I flip the switch
I don't whine, I don't cry
I wine and dine
Got 10 new whips and designer tires
[?] if he hate on me
If he whine about taxes but that K free
Nigga just hate for publicity
I don't [?] bitch, I run the world
Only unsigned nigga with a million girls
Based God!
 
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"I'm Like Killah"

"I'm Like Killah"


(BasedGod!)
It's that Gold House, it's that real shit mane
Oh my God I'm back
(Gold House, Gold House bitch!)
We do everything, it's your boy Lil B

You can't fuck with me, damn I move swiftly
Million dollar shit cause the kid tote fifty
Back in the gold house, riding with the dope out
They don't play this on the radio, I got some things on my mind
For the fucking record, I'm a fucking legend
Million off top bitch you gotta fucking respect it
Fuck fuckin rhyming I'm a spit that gangsta shit
This is how I live, fuck how you feel
I got the b on the grill
Ten up to God
Man I swear to God I send you bitches up to God
Don't fuck with me and I don't gotta fuck with you
No I'm not a fuckin lick
Extra clips like a flick
Ten hoes down cause I'm twenty hands deep
Boy it's real on the field I got player of the week
And fuck you lame niggas cause your boy real clique
I don't gotta call the goons cause you know I'm down for cheap
Based God

Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that I'm a fuckin killah
Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that your boy is a killah

Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that I'm a fuckin killah
Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that your boy is a killah

It's that grown man shit
The chop make his head split
And you don't want to play games
Still up on that gat shit
And when you close your eyes that 45 on your man shit
That boy think he cool the red beam make him dancing
Keep it real humble, got the nine for your fam shit
They know you plotting on me but I'm still up in that trap shit
You know I got gunners in the back, and they nasty
I don't ever make no calls I just appear like magic
Pay fifty thousand so the ho suck my dick
Bitch I finance the head I pay three hundred of the week
Bitch I know what it is bitch, it's Frank Sinatra
30 on my dick and I won't endorse the chopper
The people made me, my momma raised me
The streets pay me, I'm a fucking G
I'm a tell you like this, fuck around with me
Dick up in that ass bitch, don't touch my seats

Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that I'm a fuckin killah
Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that your boy is a killah

Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that I'm a fuckin killah
Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that your boy is a killah

Like I said, Gold House mixtape
Shouts out to the Bitch Mob, you feel me
Only featuring Lil B featuring Bitch Mob
Sponsored by Based World
I'm like Killah
Based God, you feel me
 
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"I'm Like Killah (Remix)"

"I'm Like Killah (Remix)"


Yeah, this that Goldhouse, ya feel me?
Rock up like dope up, ya feel me?
We got the baddest bitches
Goldhouse, Bitch Mob, BasedWorld, Lil B, ya feel me?
5, 10, 30, 20, 100, 90, 66, 35

Baby girl thick, I'm a fuck her like her husband
Everybody know that your boy loves strugglin'
All them bad hoes love them gangstas out there thuggin'
It's really bitch, Goldhouse hustlin'

Paying for the pussy, everyday Christmas
Armstrong BasedGod, bitch, that's a scratch-off
Ho, that's the business, look how you dancing
High school shawty, that's the business
Fucking young hoes cause I'm down for the scrimmage
Baby girl dancing cause she looks so good
I'm a twenty... yea Mickey D
That's the real swag, on me
Real talk girls stay sucker free
Lil B dat nigga, he OD
Bitch Mob, GoldHouse, 700
BasedWorld, Lil B, I gets the money

Goldhouse pop off, guarantee ya shakin
Bitch Mob come through, all them suckas hate it
Still workin, still tall
Sound like the BasedGod, that ain't the BasedGod

All these bitches, everybody going
Everybody know that the BasedGod foreign
I'm a sleep ya bitch, she snoring
I reps the bitch so you knows that I'm bitchin'
Brought them fuckin thangs cause you know that I'm trippin
Keep da bitch loaded, BasedGod trippin
Basedworld, that nigga stole 'out the water'
Violating bruh, I might have to go charge em, BasedGod

Killa, I'm a fucking killa
At the end, at the end
 
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"I'm Miley Cyrus"

"I'm Miley Cyrus"


[Talking: Lil B]
Hey Baby, You know what the fuck it is
Lil B in this motherfucker
RED FLAME
Yea, Shouts out to my girlfriend, you know what's up baby
Yea

[Chrous:]
I'm Miley Cyrus, I'm Miley Cyrus
Sorry Miley Cyrus, I'm Miley Cyrus
Cyrus, Cyrus I'm Miley Cyrus
Cyrus, Cyrus, I'm Miley Cyrus

[Verse 1:]
Left hand Cyrus, right hand iced out
All the girls love me, all the guys hate me
Right hand Cyrus, girlfriend Cyrus
Driving no license
Tucan Sam, ice chain ultra-violet
Young Based God used to date MIley Cyrus
I look like Paris Hilton, chain Ellen DeGeneres, ring Mel Gibson, chain Jessica Simpson

[Chrous x2]

[Verse 2:]
Where's Trey Cyrus, I'm on the waterfront
Real hood shawty, swaged up to the maximum
I'm in the suburbs, walking no security
Left hand Cyrus, girls love my jewelery
Right hand Cyrus, young based Cyrus
Young Based God, and my girl Miley Cyrus
Bentley Coupe driving, 10, 000 diamonds
I'm Miley Cyrus, PARTY IN THE USA, Oh My God

[Chorus: end to fade]
 
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"I'm On My Grind"

"I'm On My Grind"


Brang dang
Grinding since '89
Hustling since '89, you feel me?

Bruh, give me all them racks, it's like I'm automatic
Bitch, I'm from the west, coast, yeah
Bitch, I'm real as fuck, I might go off and rob 'em
Bitch, I'm on my grind, and you can't tell me nothing
Waterfront daddy
What I'm riding in? Old school Caddy
I got a mask on, with my gloves on
Black hoody on, with my Vans on
I'm in the under whip, I got like three of 'em
And I can choose my car, I got like three of 'em
And I can choose my bitch, I got like three of 'em
Ask me if I'm cheating, I'll marry three of 'em
Yeah

I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (yeah)
I'm on the grind, I-I'm on the grind (all day)
I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (yeah)
I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind

Working every day, I'm a get it, I'm a be honest
Making clean cash what I love, make it rain hundreds
Twamp sacks up in here, let me see some money
I'm on my grind, had purple zips every morning
We copped dub sacks, what I'm selling often
Then I'm breaking bitches down, like morning coffee
Excuse me sir, I got work if you need it bad
We got laptops, cellphones, and minicams
I'm on the internet, because I'm online
I got gold teeth, like that nigga Shyne
Tried to give me years, like my nigga Shyne
I told them haters "watch", let a brother shine
Yeah, it's real boss shit
I first made the paper, off hitting licks
And I'm not a bitch, I'm hella fine
I had to tell these suckers, that I'm getting mine

I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (BasedGod)
I'm on the grind, I'm-I'm on the grind (Based Lord)
Bitch I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (yeah)
I'm on the grind, I'm, I'm on the grind (yeah)
Bitch I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (BasedGod)
I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (Based Lord)
I'm on the grind, bitch I'm on the grind (you feel me?)
I'm on the grind, I'm, I'm on the grind, bitch (I'm on my motherfucking grind, you feel me?)

I'm a tell you niggas, I'm on the grind like a hundred thousand
It's your boy, Lil B
Yeah
Rawest rapper alive in this thing
Telling you man, that I've been on my grind from sunup to sundown
You feel me?
Sunup never go down, you feel me?
Sunup the bitch, you feel me?
Lil B for "Lil Boss", man
 
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"I'm Paris Hilton"

"I'm Paris Hilton"


Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod, Based God, you came in - you came in, and fucked all my bitches... okay, it's okay!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

I look like Paris Hilton
Ring worth a million
Strapped with an A.K
Rambo, John Wall
Just like Paris Hilton
Tiny shirts, shiny jeans
Everything Hilton
Hotel Hilton
Bitch, I want a million
I'm Paris Hilton
Watch Paris Hilton
Where is Nicky Hilton?
I'm Paris Hilton!
Swag Paris Hilton
Bag Paris Hilton
I think I'm Paris Hilton

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

I married Paris Hilton
We're at the Hilton
Limousine driver, nickname Hilton
I like Paris Hilton
Where's Paris Hilton?
She can sue me cause I'm worth a million
I'm Paris Hilton, home at the Hilton
I'm out driving drunk
I look like Paris Hilton
Watch Paris Hilton
Chain Paris Hilton
Rain Paris Hilton
I think I'm Paris Hilton

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!

Hilton (Swag!)
Hilton (Swag!)
Bitch, I'm Paris Hilton!
 
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"I'm Solid"

"I'm Solid"


It's Lil B, bitch

Pussy niggas fuck, but you better have them Pampers
I had to clear my mind out, took a trip into the Hamptons
A mental trip, and I slept up in the mansion
These niggas drive me crazy, I started to feel like Charles Manson
I need the fucking ransom, make him stick his hands up
That nigga' hands up, make him look like a dancer
The piece will pull your pants up, bitch, or make your ass run
Silver barrels where I'm from, Tate taught me how to shoot first
School was for schoolboys, I wanna learn to move purp
Niggas see I'm eating, niggas see the dude jerk
My job to watch niggas, shit, that was like my schoolwork
But only did night school, nighttime was glide time
Early...up before the sunshine
Eat before it's lunchtime, and smash before it's crunch time
Yeah boy, I was knee deep up in the bloodline
Uncle was a gangsta, brother was a gangsta
Mama was a savage, and daddy was a prankster
So what the fuck that make me? The product of a prankster
The product of a gangster, I'm something like a anchor
Talk in front of niggas like: What the fuck? You ain't shit
Ain't never been a gangsta, my moral-like relations
I fuck with the gangsters, we ride around and pace 'em
Throw 'em up, the B-Unit with the rangers
Niggas park with Range's, limo's with the...
Busting up these faces
Ben and big faces, niggas can't see us
I love you, I'm stationed

I'm solid nigga
Let's go, we good
 
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"I'm The Devil"

"I'm The Devil"


Welcome to Hell
I'm the Devil
I've taken over Lil B's soul

I'm a bring the pain to you
This is not a game but it's...
Something different when you rising with elegance
There's fire in my eyes and death is on my breath
I cook in Hell's kitchen, so you should watch your step
I'm burning every day, my soul, there's nothing left
Everything I say is contrary to belief
And saying something deep, my speech is rap poison
I choose fake cause I can never stop the bad voices
Yes I made choices
I'd rather take the easy route
That ended up with me killing myself
I'm reincarnated with the based in me gods
I took B's soul, his family was surprised
I looked them in his eyes, I can see through disguise
I took him down to Hell, he was wearing suit and tie
He begged for his life, but his life is mine now
I'm Satan, I make deals and death wishes
I hate Based God, want to put him on the guestlist
Give him first class trip to underworld, ghost town
Black stab city, you can see when no one's around
Really want to keep you blind, watch you sleep underground
No more rap songs and no based freestyles
I really can't breathe cause I'm turning to a beast now
Momma said if I want to be the best it's hard work
I chose to live reckless... And now I'm under dirt
But it's Hell on Earth with these presidents and new bombs
War every day, Wall Street scams, our jam
Everyone so they can feel my pain cause I fucked up
Have you ever messed up to the point... Now you fucked up
Lost your own life to yourself, can't believe this
Devil took my soul, I don't believe I couldn't see this
Everybody think cause you alive you couldn't be this
I'm waiting for a soul and I'll see if I can seize it
Pray to the mob boss, pray to the X-Men
I'll see you in hell if you're living with regrets, man
Best words to you, you should learn from the best men
Don't follow the next man, I'm looking for some best friends
Don't nobody care if you're doing what you love, if
You doing what you love, then
Stay away from us...
Stay away from happiness cause loneliness is here
You roaming with the Based God I'm bound to interfere
I'm the Devil

Welcome to Hell...
Hell on Earth
(Welcome to Hell forever)
I'm taking over
The Devil
 
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