Lil' B

[fox69]

"Legacy"

"Legacy"


Yes. Based God
Based freestyle on me
Oh, based lord, he style, on me
Yeah
Based God free style on me
Yeah, oh, yeah, based freestyle

Yeah, my niggas automatic
We be going crazy, about this [?]
We on that other music, this that based boy [?] bitch I do shit
I be making money now, [?] money in my pockets now
I'm repping beat down
Berkeley boys put that beat down
We on some other shit, I told you I'm on some other shit
But you didn't believe da boys
You ain't believe the boys, so I had to get on [?]
And then we boss and post up on you fucking niggas like Shaq
And leave niggas cold cut
All fucked up
Bucked up and fucked up
But we still end up going dumb
About the scrap of 10 blunts
And the scrap of ten blunts, Yeah
And 10 girls doing what we want
And we having a lot of fun
And we doing what we want
And we're loaded and we're drunk
And we're hitting the city
Go to Frisco, West Berkeley are you with me
South Berkeley are you with me
We finna go crazy B-town in my city
And Bay Boys on some other crazy shit and they will aim and destroy and
I'm little fucking boss I am not just a decoy
So do not deploy cause I will see you cyborgs, and blah blah
Yeah, put on the seat floor
And yes I do got a vest and it's tucked under the seat floor
And I'm not talking about the seat floor, No, but I want to say I'm hot like C4
And I will explode
And I will explode all over you motherfuckin' rats and you bullshitin' toads
And when a bitch kisses you, you will turn into a toad
And I'm not old boy, no, no
I'm not [?], I'm on some new shit
I am on some legendary DJ Screw shit
Shout out to the screw clique
And everybody else that inspired a young nigga
To inspire young niggas
To inspire young niggas
And they told me that I am a prophet
But I cannot see it
But I cannot be it
And I will say it to get them, yes
Handle business the best
Based Lord
And I'm addressing these young robbers
Show that I'm big poppa, R.I.P to big popa
Yes
And showing them that I am in the best from the west
I'm the best from the west, yes
I'm the best from the west, it's on my back
But I don't wanna say it, but it's on my lap
And I don't wanna sell, just put with your respect and see me live
And see me live
And see me live, touch my hands
And see me live!
This city vibe is like my vibe
The city vibe is sudden like up under the lights
And I freestyle boy just to show you boys how to write
Then I'm writin', never writin', boy I'm just righteous
And I spit this real shit that has these boys on some
So high up in the air, that I cannot see the ground, and anything under the stairs
Or under there
And I told you that it's people under stairs so if there's money under the stairs so I don't see the money it just comes to me
It run from you, it run to me
And it run from me, I'm not but me
I just do [?], I'm just so dirty
My Vans is dirty, I said my Vans is dirty, bitch
I handle business, yes sir, like dirty boys handle business
It's Lil B for the scrimmage, and I'm need an attack with me in the ending

Based Freestyle
Based...
Based God on Me!
Based Lord on Me!
This history! History! History!
I keep making history!
History! History!

Oh my God, Based Lord on me!
Woooah, [?] on, on

 

[fox69]

"Les Misrabel"

"Les Misrabel"


Welcome to my trap house
Sack out, Mack out
Back in
The gangsta shit that was missin'
I can't believe
I'm back and forth with my mindstate
I failed before, lost it all
Yeah I felt that
I fell back
Niggas hate on me for that, wanna kill me
Because they're jealous
Seen my face on t.v and couldn't take it
What did I do to you?
I'm just trying to get my family out this hell
Ghetto trapped me with no cheese
Feel like I've died twice
Seen my partner laying in the casket too early
It hurt my heart
That shit was...
That shit was tragic
I'm sittin' back
Lookin' at the game from the top half
Coaching, showin' em' plays
Isomotion
Leave me alone bitch
I ain't got no time to shake
Offered him a job and the bitch came late
Ancient Greece
I was a king fo' sho' bitch, know this
I'm off the top and I'm focused, know this

[Over sample:]
Yeah, you know we keep it real based
Produced by Lil B
Ya heard me
Fifty
Its that Gold House you know
Like I said, you know we just keep it
Love on top of love
On top of love
Like I said I got you
Produced by Lil B
Shouts out to Texas
What it do Texas?

[Sample:]]
I'll never let you down
Never let you down
Oh no baby
I'll always be around
Always be around
Because I love you

I'm a die a legend
I did it, I'm so happy
I love ya, I'm not above ya
I'm lookin' at ya
They used to give me scraps on the table
Puttin' straps on the table no label
No label was pushin' my label
I'm not able
Makin' moves because I got the strength
Lookin' at me for the answers
I'm lookin' at you for a chance to show my face
Through audio or visual
I'm spiritual because I lost people
Start to think that it's a miracle
We are here for a reason
Take your time to find out why
You were put on this earth
A fallen angel go fly
The sunrise got me thinkin'
About the situation
I'm Jimi Hendrix
I'm Led Zeppelin
That's legend
Lil Boss I'm nobody
Cop my shit
I'm fo' sho' hot
They bump me in the hood I fo' sho' knock
I hold ya down
I hold ya down
I'm the doja 'round
I got you
We made it now
We made it now
Single file
Single file
'Cause we made it now
We made it now
'Cause we made it now
We made it now, yeah
Single file 'cause we made it now

Like I said we made it now
Ya feel me?
Mofuckas ain't lookin' back
Keep that shit intact
From the top half
To the bottom half
Like I said, produced by Lil B
BasedWorld Studios
Feelin' good, feelin' like it's 1984
Ya feel me?
Yea I feel good bitch
So what?
That's what I'm talking about
That real, real, real deal
Somethin' so ill
Like I said, produced by that boy Lil B
Produced by Lil B

[Sample:]
I'll never let you down
Never let you down
Oh no baby
I'll always be around
Always be around
Because I love you

 

[fox69]

"Let Em Go B"

"Let Em Go B"


We see these niggas man, point 'em out point 'em out, Aye you uh,.. You know that dude up over there?, I'm tryna bust his head, Bruh, he talking 'bout he got a lot of bitches and I don't like that, Man, niggas like that, hate on myself, He taking all my shine, I ain't got no bitches like him and I want him gone

I ride around town with the gangstas
Same shit different day
Niggas had to hang with the strangers
He gotta gun, but them niggas not gangstas
Real recognize real, fake niggas kill
A lot of fake niggas not too many ones real
Gotta pop a pill nigga just to stay awake
I come from the era, VHS
DVDs, CDs, young niggas with keys
You got street money, open up CDs
Them feds started watching, tryna tie him to the keys
I'm not Alica Keys, but I unleash the keys
Open up the doors I'm a flood the streets
Looking through the blinds shoot you through the screens
I don't play with death, death is close to me
Who approaching me, I a toast the please
Stupid niggas, my gun will roast ya
I'm real nasty like the top of a soda
Any rap niggas keep testing my gangsta
Skating my swag, that's not cool
Niggas not cool, so I'm not cool
Check them niggas, man the jokes on you
That's not cool
Two niggas get smacked with the bottom
You feel me?
Niggas get locked up
Live for real, hateful niggas, man
Fuck this money and fuck them cars
Fuck them houses and fuck them banks
Fuck this credit, I'm a use debit
I'm a slow nigga, who don't fucking get it
I'm a be specific, I'm a be out here
Up on these fucking niggas, ya digg
This is 20 shots to ya motherfucking wig
I'm sipping lean everyday, fuck being sick
Lil Beezy B, niggas I'm hitting
I was licking pussy
I was licking bricks
Niggas outchea, man motherfuck a bitch
This football life, man I will never quit

You know what I'm saying? Aye throw that nigga the ball, man. See if that nigga catch it. If he don't catch it you already know what to do. (What, I ain't bout to do that to bruh). The fuck you mean you ain't bout to do that to bruh. (I said I ain't gonna do it, I'm not down). Oh, pffft, you not down, I see the type of motherfucka you is. You scary! And you know what happen to scary motherfuckas

You get dumped in the back, trashcan and beam in yo lap, blood in yo lap, dope in the sack, Put that on you, cover up the crack, then put in your ass, crack in the valves nigga, fuck that, we rockin' hard, dump a nigga out the trunk of the boulevard, (Let em go)

 

[fox69]

"Let It Drop"

"Let It Drop"


Sitting down at this mic by myself
You know at BasedWorld Studios feeling like this Motown but on a way different level
Real hip hop

Some niggas call me crook but I ain't did nothing
You need to read books sit down and learn something
I come from B-Town where the block is diamond
The signs is gold, platinum mouth is shining
Fuck that, my mouth is crying, I speak too much
Give me a tissue, light the fire
Got the matches, gon' match you motherfuckers
It's magic, to me it just happens
I looked up, couple fuckers that rapping
Now I surpass them, static
All for nothing, I guess it's for something
Everything happen for a reason check your budget
Check yourself before you're left in the bucket
Precise aim with the 9 your shirt blow your buttons
Push my buttons like if you come back stunting
Forreal man you got ugly facial features
Man your beard like the teachers
You feel me, I did it solo throw a ball you catch it
Don't ball the block man the blocks the balls mark the spots you catch man, Lil B is hotter
X-Men I'll raid your shots throw shots like a bartender
You turn yellow like Bart Simpson
You feel me
I revenge your shots
And I'm hawking niggas man I like to take flesh I be bossing niggas
Lil B

BasedWorld, BasedWorld up, we did it

The paper got me hard when I write these rhymes make you sick
You gotta do it again two times come in again you love it yeah ya love it again
Y'all niggas can't take it no more
My raps faster than scratching your ho
But when I write it won't matter, the flow, fast or slow
When I rap man a stack you can't match the flow
I hate to brag but your lagging though
Cause your a grown man, how I passed the floor
I think I'm gifted man and I got raps, it's natural
But y'all pussies acting like you want to snatch my goals
You won't even touch the tape and diss the ho
Cause you ain't even worth shit you a bitch you ho
You can keep on trying supplying mix to stars
You ain't even gon' see my face walking up behind you bitch
I'm a be everywhere that you gotta go
And I ain't steal shit man you niggas is sold
Back on your back to write
Keep on listing homes
Niggas foreal, I'm a finish this song
Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me, and fuck you pay me, feel me

BasedWorld up

Niggas no more, turning more raps to rhymes
I see a lot of places but niggas I gotta sign
If you wanna be a rapper you gotta flip to shine
I can't take it no more niggas gotta get mine
They call me repo man I bring hits the streets and for a nice price bring a hit to the beat
You ain't gotta pay up nigga keep the peace
Cause the way that I rhyme you gotta be discreet
I'm not a J, I'm not X, I'm not flipping beams
I'm a different kinda rapper, I got shit to scream
If you wanna be, you can flip the screen
Barricades bout the past by me I can help out your flows just ask me
And I'll shoot you a flea I give you slap my nigga
A little far from free
Yes I bleed to the block I stay calling shots like I'm B.I.G. or Pac
One time let it drop, Lil B

 

[fox69]

"Let Shit Slide"

"Let Shit Slide"


BasedGod Velli, real shit though, you feel me?

I be letting shit slide, sometimes I feel too nice
I must just kill a nigga to go through life
Every day somebody push me to the limit
They think I'm a sucker, but my mom a killer
So this shit's in me, it's breeded in me
Letting shit slide, carry on man, I let it ride
I look you in your face, never stop relaxing
I remember who you are, this a cold distraction
I got a lot of love in my heart but damn, why you do me like that?
All you niggas, you feel me?
You gon' die poor cause your mind sour
Take from another man, you might be dead next hour
Bloody showers, man I let shit slide
But it's killers on my back that's ready to ride
You must not care cause you ready to fly
You got off them drugs now your brains is fried
Realize that you're lucky to be here on Earth
Because my niggas playing God'll take you out that shirt
I hold shit back cause I know that's wack
Everybody makes mistakes, but don't do that
Not me, cause I ain't the nigga to try
Iron heart but I'll make a bitch nigga go fry
Put him on the chair, do he got nine lives?
Let's see, cause he thinking he real
I just flex off nothing, I just play my part
Nigga run up on me, he fixing to find where it start
The streets is no love, leave you broke and they rich
Unless you paying off goons and sucking they dick
I ain't never been a square, bitch, I rock how I rock
Put a bitch on ice with the cherry on top
Everybody think they hard in the ghetto
Rock niggas cause I got that heavy metal

You feel me? Shouts out to the world
Shouts out to everybody that be letting shit slide
Stay positive, you gon' be alright, go ahead let it slide

 

[fox69]

"Letter B4 Da Chair"

"Letter B4 Da Chair"


Aye bruh, we finna, we finna, we burning in this chair right now
This sound like that motherfucking death row shit
This sound like right when you finna hit the chair

Ah, let us out

Don't play here, no it's not a game bitch
This BitchMob killer with a motherfucking mad bitch
Chopper on the side with the 8 package that for the action
I got eyes: two on my neck and two in the front
I watch you pussies, watch the streets, then I smoke a blunt
Feel this real shit, I cosign myself because I live by the G-code
Turn to the BasedWorld, ready for the new chapter
This like Twisted Metal, we ride around with the auto choppers
Playing with the BitchMob, bitch you better call the doctor
Seeing things long range, chop with the long aim
Hit him 'cross the field like I was sitting at a ball game
You all fakes thugs, that's where they all came
I was in tough positions, I had to get my ass out
Treat life like ATM, I got to get my cash out
Fuck the fast route
I pull - don't die with your pant's down
You bitch, pull your pants up
Not nigga, keep them fucking down
The chopper hit him once, man he had no protection
Matter of fact, keep it real man, cause I'm so respected
I don't know about you, but I keep going section
Fuck your jewelry, man my life is a necklace

That was my letter before I take the chair
Letter before the chair

 

[fox69]

"Lettter To Brandon"

"Lettter To Brandon"


It seems that I've floated too far out to sea
So, I'm writing a letter to myself
Just to tell myself what I really feel
When I wasn't too far and couldn't say it

Hey, Dear Brandon
How are you doing, and what are you doing?
This is Based, so you know it's something real from the poet
Something from the heart
You just know it
So, what's up with your family?
Everybody, how you doing?
Keeping it gangster, I love 'em
How are you doing?
Keeping it real, so real
I'm out to sea
Out to see everything
I still've yet to see
Lil B
Or Brandon
Bruno
Remember that, B?
Remember what Mom used to call you, Lil B?
Rappin' when you was a little smaller
The Sonic Couch
Sega Games
All your little partners
Remember that?
Remember Arts Magnet?
Longfellow, all of that?
The fun times
Crazy times
Headstart
Everything getting a headstart
Remember that?
Remember falling off the bike the first time?
Remember riding around Waterfront all night?
Remember that?
Remember The East Bay Vivarium?
I said
Lil B, Remember The Vivarium?
Or Brandon, excuse me
But once again, Brandon, dear Brandon
Remember everything else
Remember when you had your first performance when you was younger?
You had a poet contest
It was a little thing
You was talking about your pet reptile and you didn't even have one
Remember you lied and said you had an iguana and didn't have one?
That was funny
I remember that
So funny
Second Grade
Classrooms
On the computers -
Remember when computers first came out
The old school Macs? -
In the computer lab with all my friends
Brandon, remember everything else -
When you was on the boat
And you took the trip at Arts Magnet?
Stayed the night, overnight -
Deck hand crew
Boat crew
Cooking crew?
You was up all night
Beating sailor man's time by Oh-Three-Hundred
A Hundred Million Oh Nine
You know I play around
I had to keep with my lingo
Keep setting trends and keep saying bingo
But I gotta go, I'm floating too far out to sea
Dear Brandon, dear Based God
Never forget anything that you've done
And don't wait till you're out to sea to appreciate it

 

[fox69]

"Lick A Shot"

"Lick A Shot"


Oh my God, oh my God
I'm going to a Bitch Mob party today oh my God
I know Lil B is such a cool guy, he's a great guy
And he has a lot of bitches
Why's there so many guns at the party?
Oh my God
I hope everything stays positive and nobody starts shooting...
People, at least!

Lick a shot, bang
Lick a shot, bang
Lick a shot, BASED God
Lick a shot, BASED God
Lick a shot, UUNNNNNGGH
Lick a shot, UUNNNNNGGH
Lick a shot, Mmmmm...
Lick a shot, BASED God

I'm dealing with murder every day, pop
Niggas down low gonna lick shots
I'm 50 deep with the white block
Fuck them niggas and fuck the cops
Fuck rich niggas I'm a take your guop
I'm a broke nigga and I need stop
I'm a broke niggga and I stay hot
I got the dope that they Jays cop
Buy a couple guns from the smoke shop
My niggas serve pills from the smoke shop
Riding Aston-Martin with the top locked
Yeah, the dope spot
Fern in here run to the congress
Niggas get mad, I'm just conscious
From a prom, to a fuckin' block
I'm a lick the shot

Lick a shot, bang
Lick a shot, bang
Lick a shot, BASED God
Lick a shot, BASED God
Lick a shot, UUNNNNNGGH
Lick a shot, UUNNNNNGGH
Lick a shot, Mmmmm...
Lick a shot, BASED God

Bitch you got spanked with the door locked
Gutta young nigga with that peedee [?] pop
Got the fruit loops and the hula hoops
Call me punk bitch with the deuce deuce
Call me black bitch with the couscous
Call me white bitch with the hula hoop
I'm a gutta nigga call me J.K. Rowling
I'm a gutta nigga call me J.K. Rowling
Gutta young nigga making bitches pop
Do the the pootie pop then serve a block
Bitch wanna fuck, then I rip the rock
Bitch wanna fuck, then America
Real street nigga, I'm not scared of ya
Flexin' 56 with the top drop
With the new crack in a zip lock
Tell a couple girls I know the Based God

Lick a shot, bang
Lick a shot, bang
Lick a shot, BASED God
Lick a shot, BASED God
Lick a shot, UUNNNNNGGH
Lick a shot, UUNNNNNGGH
Lick a shot, Mmmmm...
Lick a shot, BASED God

 

[fox69]

"Licking The P"

"Licking The P"


I'm a lick your pussy to the after now
I want you to spread you love through
And you could say the things that you wanna do
I just wanna put my dick in you
What if I said I'd like to eat pussy babe?
I can lick it and I won't say a thing
Ya look so good with your dress on
You look better when you take it off, yea

I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight

I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight

Call the police cause it's a robbery
You know I'm fin to take that pussy
I know how to use my time to speak
So just spread your love on me
I could eat your pussy with your panties on
And tell me how you want it served and what's the word

I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight

I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight

Yo, I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up
I'm gon eat the pussy up

You see I'll eat your pussy out anywhere
All you gotta do is tell me
I wanna put my tongue on top it
And on my face you come and sit

I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight

I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight
I'm a eat some pussy tonight

 

[fox69]

"Licks And Ducktape"

"Licks And Ducktape"


Lil B, I'm really thugged out
You know the streets really fuck with me
And even if they don't, I don't give a fuck

I'm still yelling Waterfront
All my niggas dying
I'm still on the block holding red lighters
I keep hearing sirens, but it's no fires
I hold my niggas down on them cold nights
More respect, my back hurting
My life not working
A whole lot potential It's all instrumental
I'm married to the pencil
If you slippin then I'm watching, guarantee we hit you
This my last chance
My last dance
My last five dollars
My last package
Every time I hit licks I got so happy
Niggas kept on snitchin I hit em' with the ratchet (Bang)

You know what I'm saying 05 fuck em
Only thug stories, you feel me?
You probably in the hood right now, you feel me?
You might be in the mansion getting money, you feel me?
This thug shit nigga connected nigga

I hit so many licks I got traumatized at a early age
Traumatized, I was making suckers feel pain with that dirty hairy
How the fuck I'm gon' eat with no damn chairs?
Eating french fries in them paper bags
I need dope bitch, and I need it fast
Fast cash slow money, I seen it before
I was posted at the store
Niggas posted, hating on me
Bitch, you supposed to hate me
Bulletproof never that
One love bitch to the all the homies

You know what I'm saying, I'm merking
I'm merking and I'm going shopping, after
I'm a' murk and then I'm a' go shopping right after
I got a lot of bitches
Niggas understand this, when you a real thug
When you really Based
Shout out to Lil B man
That's all I'm a say
05 Fuck Em'