LIL’ B – When I Write

Blue eyes
My blue eyes are so beautiful
Mixtape, Based God
Ya’ll niggas are gonna miss me when I’m gone, so respect Lil B for while he’s here on Earth
A real legend
Changed music

[Verse 1:]
How could you forget about your younger nigga? I was thugging nigga
Only brother from the gutter that was fucking with ya
Stole rides, smoked blunts, we high
Now you saying that I snitched, how I switched
I’m the same young nigga that was on that shift
Niggas rocking all night, don’t stop, that’s life
Hitting every lick, I rode the bus that night
But shit, don’t try, I might bust that twice
And your daddy is a lion, just remember this jungle
It’s nothing to a tiger, that’s word to my mother
Keep the heat hugged when I’m on that level
Niggas… fuck niggas, fuck bitches, hating together
And really never, my blood is so ghetta [?]
Do bars respect the gun, bitch
Fifty grand in my bag, how I carry this?
And I’m the best man, shit, I’m have to marry me

[Hook:]
Niggas asked if I’m right or wrong
I don’t know, but I’m God when I write these songs

[Verse 2:]
Need for the [?], need me for the pain
Lost nights out the life, playing the game
Got locked up, damn near lost it all
If you’re charged with what I’m charged with you fall
Ten to twenty, that’s the minimum
Saving my referrals, suspended by the principal
They ain’t know I was a legend, putting licks in the day
I be gone in sixty seconds, I’m a sick raccoon
I’m out in the day, do bad then be back at noon
Remember every single time I was in my room
Damn near got saved when the police raided
And I ain’t even mad; I was doing the crime, and I’m damn sure doing the time
You niggas is lying, damn near…
The judge think you a [?] to a state
Looking at your case and he looking at your face
Better keep it straight, or you going up state

[Hook:]
I’m God when I write these songs
I don’t know if I’m the best, but I’m God when I write these songs

[Verse 3:]
My gangsta’s a gangsta’s gangsta
Top hat off top, I tilt my [pause] to thank ya
You always think crazy high niggas robbing
He ain’t gotta be a Blood but he ready to die
For BasedWorld, cause he know that we keep it real
Like a married man, it’s all love
Like a TV show, watch them Scrubs
Two [?] stoned thugs
Be driving by the blood, money and girls and drugs
Niggas be buzzed way before they get in the club
Nigga we letting loose, but we richer than [pause]
But I swear we going broke together, you feel me?
Blue Eyes forever
And I’m rich, we going broke together
It’s Blue Eyes forever
Lil Boss

[Hook:]
I don’t know if I’m for real, but I’m God when I write these songs
But I’m [pause] when I write these songs
I don’t know if I’m right or wrong, but I think I’m God when I write these songs
Don’t know if I’m right or wrong, I think I’m God when I write these songs
Don’t know if I’m right or wrong, I think I’m God when I write these songs
Don’t know if I’m right or wrong, I think I’m when I write these songs

LIL’ B – Unchain Me

Been a long time coming
A lot of pain a lot of triumph
Now I’ve come to the point where I’m happy

You could break me out the strait jacket
This hip-hop is just play action
I switch off and I keep smashing
I’m a legend, fuck the rap-off
They say I can’t do my thing
I’ma build my own lane
You come in, you get ran over
But damn, you sober
I’m the god emcee like Hova
But I’m on another level and my grind is over
I’ll put the heat on your back like you’re sitting in Rovers
And he always prayed to God I’m just bringing him closer
Feel like I’m doing a bid and my mind in Angola
You be food, then I’m cool, they tried to get over
I stopped picking up my phone, they won’t get any closer
They watch my every step because I’m living in motion
Seen it in the hood, I can’t, feeling is open
They ask for my money, every other day like I’m asking for something
But when I had nothing they was laughing
They told me that I’d never make it rapping
It brings tears to see I’m on top, but I told you I’ma make it
14, I was living like my life was the pavement
And I wanted to die, couldn’t nobody save me
Now I save my own self and I’m on and I’m famous
And I deal with the haters
Ain’t nobody gonna take away what I built
Fuck the death threats, small impostors
But really got the love, but they just choosing that option
When I started to live better, they started to hate
I still got the same brain, that caught all the cases
I’ve still got the same eyes and seen all them places
But I ain’t never been faking
And, it’s not a game, it’s not the Trail Blazers
Throwing shots but we dying
And the rap game
It’s the slave trade
No time for meditation
Turn into robots
The Devil is money
It’s not even human
The people die for a piece of paper
It’s so stupid
Man, live however you do it
I guarantee, you see your life as a child
And make you who you are,
Just make sure that you smile
People are dying every day, might as well look at me now
There was hating, but I never stopped
I wanted to drop, but Based God
He gave me strength from the veins
I gotta really notice my chance
Make history, man
Three back, I was feeling like “damn!”
You don’t know how I felt
When I was washing my hands
Off that filth that was around
I’d never be down
One the streets I’m gone
I never be around
Because the hood is a lie
Man, you better wake up
Before you’re dead or surprised
I’m just trying to save myself man
For real, but they trapped in the middle
Don’t wanna go to school
Because the teacher’s too simple
I just wanna know where I come from
Did you tell me, the truth, before I’m gone and dissolve
Man, it’s connected to the woods
The wilderness is my home
The world say I’m bad because of my color
But they don’t get the fact that I say that I love you
People give the option to hustle
Just take it and, I swear to God if you’re willing to struggle
And once you pass the bottom you gonna get to the top
It’s a lot of hate up in the world, just make sure that you watch

LIL’ B – Trapped In Prison

We not gon’ stop from the top to the bottom
Lil B, mental, you know, niggas is trapped in prison
It’s time to live our life, mental, physical, all that

Mental slavery
Niggas be hanging off the trees in the woods, like the hood
It’s more than Martin Luther King, fighting for a dream
Watch me go against everything you believe
They disrespect you tryna spark a dream
Everybody knows it’s easy to fail but it’s harder to think, think twice
I’m nicer than grandma with a cup of iced tea
You see me, I got ice like Ice
Serving them ice the same color small mice
Leaving my office, he gon’ pay a small price
My advice: get out of the game
They giving me chains, new car and they taking my chains
Never with chains, the chains fastened
I’m switching the lanes, I got away, got caught in the game
You always complain about what you ain’t got
Third world countries ain’t even got sidewalks to walk on
200 people on the bus
Every busta moves harder than I ever thought
You never lost before you ever won
I never won, I’m still hungry, forever young
My soul hurt but I still move on, deep feelings aside
Feel like I’m a clone, I’m trapped in the USA
Where work is your home, no work, you ain’t gon’ talk on the phone
I’ve been born in the war, I grew up
I seen more, ever since the 28th floor
Looked down, I never seen more poverty before
From the top you see even more, I fight for the even draw
Before you even draw I’m already gone
With the heat drawn, my gun like Miami Heat, you’re gone
Focused like Steve Nash, I pick my brain apart
Think about breathing last
See that casket, it’s so close, it’s like I’m a basket, go away
Step back faster, like your girlfriend just dumped him faster
The graveyard waiting, trying to stay away from the hating, whatever
F*ck the locations, trespassing, never close those pages
Never wanna cheat man, the thief’s outrageous
Never been a bad farmer, if you put your heart in it,
Who gonna come up to you?
I dare niggas to say that I’m weak, you uncomfortable
Waiting for everything, man, the people
Like me and you, we gotta
Get one thing together and that thing I don’t know
But peace is the first step, pepping your step
I ain’t a drug dealer, I’m just a life liver
Like your liver fold like an open river
See between your eyes, I can see the pain
This is for the ones that got away
If you ran away, hope that you stay, stay Based, you feel me?
For real, man they try to take the real people
If you got a good heart, treat yourself like the President
Cause the bag’ll suck you right in
Want you to be in the grave right beside them
Because they got a cold, they want you to have a cold
I stick by the cold, I let the story unfold
I say a lot of things, it’s been told
I’m not scared, you asshole, at least I lived the dream
My daddy make the cash flow, even if the cast goes, start to lose their family
I buy back their lifespan with any type of money
You got one life: better live it
Can’t be a leader if you’re scared to make decisions
Living 2Pac and Biggie’s visions, Lil B, I’m trapped in prison

LIL’ B – Tiny Pants Bitch

(But your girl choose up I’m a bag her and I snatch her.
B Town boy with them Tiny tiny tiny pants)
Real niggas in this motherfucker; I’m back bitch
BasedGod you feel me? Lil b for little boss, man
Tiny pants on like a fagget
Ya’ll niggas can suck my dick, I’m pullin bitches
Hunned million… I’m goin in on this motherfucker
I ain’t never gave a fuck about nothing nigga
Fuck the world nigga and fuck me. basedgod nigga

[Verse 1:]
Ten on my dick with them bitches on my dick
Bruh get mad cause I say what I want
Bitch, it’s young Basedgod with them gold grill fronts
Swaggin out the door… bitch just like a fagget
Twerking in the game, I was born with the swag
Born with the base, I’m a young trapping ho…
Fucking all these bitches in the face, You ain’t Know?
Been ice skating… Young Wayne Gretzky…
Sittin in the scraper, no license bitch arrest me
Came out the hood now I’m fuckin with the suburbs
Sleeping in the mansion… love flexing hummers
Two iced chains with them rings like a bitch
Hoes on my dick cause I’m that pretty bitch
I got a bad broad and I still might rob her…
Man you thinking I’m a ho, hit your ass with the chopper. bitch

[Hook:]
(B-Town boy with them tiny tiny tiny pants,
just when your girl choose up I’m a bag her and I snatched her)
Basedgod you feel me? I ain’t never gave a fuck about none of this shit, nigga
FUCK THAT, I ain’t never had to work a day in my life nigga
I don’t give a fuck about none of that shit
I’m a say what I feel, I’m a do what I want… and I’m a die nigga
You feel me? us niggas keep it one hunned, and I live my life
Real shit, basedgod in this motherfucker I ain’t never gave a fuck bruh…

[Verse 2:]
Stright waterfront… straight west side, bitch
I do this shit the long way… pump with the pump fake
Came from the whip with the mask and the duct tape…
2010 I’m a run? nigga fuck that…
Posted on the block… got cought slipping
Play with the shotgun. I was starting where you finish
Looked him in his eyes, he had a mask on his face
Young basedgod put a bitch in his place
Tiny Pants yeah, and I’m riding on a full tank
Bulletproof vest, purple jeans looking fruity
Then I pull your ho and I fuck her on the Gucci
Dirty ass vans, got you thinking that I’m losing
Pull ten out you dumb suckas looking foolish
West berkeley boss blowin’ smoke where the roof is
Riding around town bitch ask how I do this
Waterfront legend basedgod I’m going stupid nigga…

[Outro:]
(B-Town boy with them tiny tiny tiny pants,
just when your girl choose up I’m a bag her and I snatched her)
That’s how we do it bitch…
You feel me? waterfront, seventh street…
Ya’ll motherfuckers are sleeping, I ain’t never gave a fuck, bitch
I got tiny ass yellow pants on, tiny ass green pants on…
Niggas can’t fuck with me. none of you niggas
I swear on my life, bitch… I’m ready to die, nigga…
Fuck all you bitch ass niggas… fuck everybody…
Rawest Rapper Alive…

LIL’ B – The Wilderness

Don’t worry about the mishaps
Chin straps, headlock
We all got the same rise
We all got the same drop
2011: we all in the same pot
Make a choice, you have a voice
Back then, we was parted by the masters
Gave us religion so we couldn’t move past it
In reality it’s all about the Earth
People turn their back
Because the money and its worth
Now I will never work just to work
People dying every day
Just to buy a t-shirt
And why college is so expensive?
People wanna learn, but there’s always some fences
I tell you like that
I move with forgiveness
People always wanna cut
But not with precision
I guess that we’re gifted
This is one life to live and I’ma live it
Fuck the critics, I’m happy: Lil Bars

Lil Bars: party and no party
People still rocking
It’s Young Based God, no way to stop me
Stop with the hate
Tell them cowards watching
Signed a couple checks
And I ain’t talking deposits
This is change for
This is wannabe gangstas
People that get lost
That walks with the strangers
Had no friends
I was looking for an angel
Wanted the floor map
But I ain’t had no angles
Now every time I see the flag
I salute to the thugs
The flag salutes back
That’s America for us
People have died just to speak for the freedom before us
Now we bleeding for more stuff
People watch over
There’s clones in the hood
Everybody is a soldier
And everybody with this shit
But don’t nobody wanna teach nobody
Wanna get sick, but be caught for the crime
That’s why I keep it so real
Life after life, we might not talk
But I’m fine…
I’m at peace, one love man, I fixed that beef
Can’t nobody do it like that boy Lil B

That’s real shit
You know
You tell em muthafuckas to sample that..

LIL’ B – Surrender To Me

They just gotta surrender
You know what I mean?
The Based World they gotta
It’s your boy Lil B
You feel me?

[Verse:]
They say Lil B is the all-time greatest
Load my gun the fuck up, cock back and aim it
I’m back in the game, I’m back, I’m back
Niggas knocking on your door “I got smack for sale! ”
Nah, I’m lying bitch, I got weed for sale
It’s all on my fingers, in-between my nails
Boy facing fifth time, how your ass gon make it?
He acting like he cool but that shit getting crazy
Niggas know that I got a shotgun in the closet
Play around and fuck up and you gonna be sleeping in orbit
I got a great lawyer so they dropped all my charges
Keep it on GP, I’m thugged out regardless
Niggas say that I changed, you talk about change?
Looking at me like I’m money, you niggas is funny
Make a whole fantasy about my goddamn money
Niggas thinking that I’m stupid, he act so ruthless
I’ll leave ya roofless, I’ll blow ya top off
I’m not soft, I come from the Waterfront that…
Bitches think I’m saucy
Man I’m like, for real, I smoke dope and my hustle I’ll
Man they say I’m a hitter and I’m a ring leader
Only ring I lead is my middle finger
And I’m coming from the stripes of the West Coast
Shouts out to Jadakiss bruh, I see you folk
Shout out to Kanye bruh, I see you Joe
Man I’m back in the game with the antidote
They ask why the fuck I say I’m God’s father
It’s no disrespect, I just rep the set
And I keep it real, Based World make shit happen
I was facing 36, this ain’t just rapping
So every day I smoke one and I sit in a chair
I got far as hell, no fear
I drop a tear, fire in my eyesight
The reason I’m still alive because my rhymes tight
And congrats to Jay-Z for having a baby
I grew up too fast, I’m just a baby
Now a nigga riding planes where shit be crazy
Who can I trust? This shit amaze me
So now I’m at my story from top to bottom
I died in my past life, I’m so cautious
Niggas think they can fuck around and catch me slipping
I’m a one man army, we fo’ sho’ chippin
My new pistol from Texas, wood-grain gripping
And I’m no hit-man, got tunnel vision
Man I sleep with a sixth sense
My sixth sense get the fuck out cause niggas playing
Ride ’round fifteen rounds leave a body laying
Niggas stay up on your door, you feel me ay?
The whole situation impatient, all I want is… Man you niggas hawking
Man you play with the ring, man you got me Dawkins
You dead man walking, you really important
And now you need reinforcements, call the law enforcement
All your fucking partners, cause you’re police
You’re the fucking police, man
Surrender to me, White Flame

LIL’ B – Reflections

Blue Eyes mixtape
I got some in my soul
Blue Eyes, collect this mixtape, Lil B, very rare
Make sure you download my new Gold House
Download my new Gold House mixtape, coming right after this

As my soul burns slow
And the ashes from my blunt keep my thoughts all froze
How I make it this far in the pad then the road?
How I walking every day when my boy’s casket closed?
What I deserve to be here?
With this stress upon my mind but music free the land
I can’t stop
That’s before the push or after?
My head right, my heart right, I’m ready for the war
I’m not playing the talk like most other niggas
And don’t walk like them sucka niggas
I got the game fucked up, I think I love a stripper
But off GP bitch, I’d never tip her
And you seen me on top
A few close ones gon be with me when I drop
My life is a daily watch
Just bought a new home
But I don’t feel that home
Why you let your baby roam
When they feel grown?
I know I got your back, that’s why you feel this song
Long nights niggas put me on the back burner
How I’m finna eat? How I’m finna sleep?
How I’m finna get minds in the better space?
Top floor penthouse, that’s a better place
Pistols coming out the wall, you just press the 8
Buttons on front of the door in case you niggas break
In, I’m waiting, the day ends, when they in, nobody wins
When I lose, I’m turning on the TV
Wouldn’t play it in my shoes [?]
Your love life, well bitch, respect what I do
Real friends beat the test to find you
From your past that was left behind you
I can’t see through the lights but I’m next in line to
Grind too, grind so hard, I’m… the rhyme…

Blue Eyes mixtape
Make sure you download the new Gold House mixtape sponsored by Based World Records
Sponsored by Based World
Shouts out to Gold House
Shouts out to the Bitch Mob
Blue Eyes mixtape, thank you Lil B
And thank you Based God
For never showing your face but always being close enough so I can contact you when I need to
Thank you Based God

LIL’ B – Poppin V

You know me I’m finna pop me a Viagra
Finna break a bitch back for bout’ twelve hours
The pretty bitch off dem grandpa pills
I’m poppin Viagra bitch tell me what’s the deal

You know me I’m finna pop me a Viagra
Finna break a bitch back for bout’ twelve hours
The pretty bitch off dem grandpa pills
I’m poppin Viagra bitch tell me what’s the deal

Off top I’m poppin’ pills like it’s February
You a stupid bitch
I take dem Blue Cherries
Off Viagra bitch I feel like a football player
I’m off dem Based God pills I don’t know what to think
Keep it real we had sex for like [?] hours
Got me fucked up, bitch I’m poppin Viagra
Boy I’m powered up on pills like a fuckin’ bitch
Bitch come to the mansion I’m finna chop a six
Ask me bout’ the pills that I fuckin’ take
I don’t pop X
I just pop Grandpa
Grandpa is another term for Viagra
Based God doesn’t sell drugs, I sell Viagra
Based God fucked them bitches off them Grandpas
Bitch open up the door it’s a gift
Look at me, I’m the Based God
I break a hoe ass bitch, call me A-Rod

I’m poppin Viagra…

You know though brah I’m a tell ya like this
When I be off them grandpa’s
I be out there twenty strong, forty eight hours
Off them Based God pills

You know me I’m finna pop me a Viagra
Finna break a bitch back for bout’ twelve hours
The pretty bitch off dem grandpa pills
I’m poppin Viagra bitch tell me what’s the deal

You know me I’m finna pop me a Viagra
Finna break a bitch back for bout’ twelve hours
The pretty bitch off dem grandpa pills
I’m poppin Viagra bitch tell me what’s the deal

LIL’ B – Neva Switch

This niggas ain’t no gangtas, these niggas more like some wankstas
Way before the rapping I’m way prone to clap ‘em
I come from underworld ratchets the ones that fit in my baggage
The ones you take, and you ask, and I ask them niggas don’t brag it
I fight but never stab ‘em, niggas constantly bragging
On murders they don’t commit you heard it, and plus your snitch
And partners if you think you’re real, niggas be playing roles
I’m sick of the crack and hoes, niggas up on the corner
Corner be like a coroner, I come and place your order
Coming back next morning, like I’m Mr. Rogers
Out my t-shirt, bow tie, niggas fly
I’m fly to the point niggas die and they cry
Bitches lie, saying they fucked me, them bitches lying
Probably licked my mustache, half of them girls tried
I bust back, four five, make ‘em see two times
See two nines, women, this is six twenty
Bitch I got perfect eyes
Mind dark, brown like the wood, I’m OG
I got new guns, shit that make you go pee
Niggas going to war, but they don’t want beef
And why these niggas lying?
Trying to die in their own movie
Move, man, you feel me?
I tried my whole damn life and I’m still trying
How it feel to be on trial, you lost your life
Put it in the air man, alright, it’s fair game boys don’t do it right
How I sleep at night knowing niggas shist?
I know I bust a boy grape, put the pistol to his face
Man his face is the same place that you wake
Wake him up, drink the coffee, fuck smelling
I try nothing, who am I? I’m just real
Cause I done did that, did that, did that
Take that, break that, mayhem, shit, ASAP, Ace said
Get that click clack, yeah, lay his face at
ASAP, and I’m a ride on him, boy, like the race track
Why I got so much anger? Victimized by a stranger
Now I got thirty guns tempered to bang ‘em
It’s a lot of segregation, I’m tempted to hang ‘em
Spot a man, I sense danger
My lawyer on the phone, he help me with situations
He told me be cool and stay out of them confrontations
Save a lotta money instead of leaving them bloody
Unstead of taking his soul, better man, you just go, smoke and go home
Go take that long road, we’ll get your mind right, bruh, fuck them assholes
Niggas took losses man that’s how the game goes
Niggas switchen they roles, people lie and they troll
Try to take control, you would never know
You would never know, you would never know
That’s how the game goes, you would never know
Before I lay him down to rest, I sleep with my vest on my chest
My chest piece complements my fresh
You ain’t never seen a killer pretty bitch
With a bad bitch, he look better than who?
You got me fucked up, your girls wear make up
Lil B, natural, I’m a thief with a passion, wronged in my past
I peed in beds, so I went to the bruce so I didn’t bust heads
And I ain’t just bread, I ain’t just scared of the feds
You feel me? It’s for the haters that want me dead
This for the haters that want me dead
This for the motherfucking haters that want me dead
But as long as my niggas here, man, I’m never leaving Earth
I rep Based World ’till the end, that’s my real friends
Niggas switch up and they snitch, man, I see you bitch
You feel me man?
I think I’m Kareem Campbell because I never switch
I think I’m Kareem Campbell because I never switch
I think I’m Kareem Campbell cause I never switch

LIL’ B – My Last Chance

There’s a lot of shit I’m still waiting for
Still wondering
Just, you know, crying on this notepad

[Verse 1]
Still waiting on healthcare
Praying on welfare
Gotta take my my hand up
Gotta move my mind in
Spend a lot of time there
Getting on my grind there
Throwing gang signs there
Got a peace of mind there
But I can’t leave cause
I know a piece of mine there
People I grew up with
Don’t wanna see me shining
So I grew up with a lot of things on my mind, plannin’
People do bad stuff
Wanna stay away from it
Got my mind right
So I won’t sleep in the casket
See death around the corner
And life is in the basket
That’s left from a woman, cause
The death of a woman
Means one less man
So give respect to the woman
I guess we just looking
If you could see how I see it
It’s pain in your eyes, show em
Bleed how I’m bleeding
Just wanna talk, just one thing
Won’t forget what you did
Just accept one thing:
I’m still waiting

You know there’s so much in my life
I just feel like I’m still waiting
You know what I mean?

[Verse 2]
You could pick and choose
You could win or lose
You could sink or swim
You could stay or move
Just had to amass
I match the groove
I match the plan
I match the mood
Even though I’m from the hood
I’m a classic dude
Like Nat King Cole
I’m a faster blues
I have the blues, I seen the news
Can’t go a while
Without seeing the food
Am I just a judge?
Am I just in love?
With this thing called life
Can I give it a hug?
Can I trust in thugs?
Don’t hold no grudge
Niggas love to hate
But don’t show no love
And that’s old man thinking
If you closed-minded thugging
That’s no man’s hustle
No house, no home, no car, no budget
No Lord, no gun, but the ladies love him
It’s Lil B

I’m still rockin’, still grinding for the top
Let the bitch niggas know I won’t stop, it’s Lil Bars
Yeah, I still hustle from the bottom to the top
Let them muthafuckers know I won’t stop

[Verse 3]
The hood feel like the invisible hood
I’m the ghost in the trees
I produce this wood
I rap on the tracks that make the block
Go crazy and the suburbs love me
Word to cousin
Right around the time I was hurting
Struggling, this dude had my back
Gave me motivation
I was asleep on the floor
In the midst of the haze,
Taking trips to the money
Paying for some changes
Things started changing slowly
Had the floor map
Even helped the homies
Got a new ride just to show the homie
Bought my main bitch a flight
Cause she say she’s lonely
I don’t love her, groupie’s a bitch
That’s word to Stunna
Shoutout to Birdman, that’s word to Stunna
I touch down in the hood
I’m off the flight and blunted
It’s Lil Bars, I’m hundreds…

Yeah, I’ma thank you for this trip in advance
This is my last motherfuckin’ chance
I’m still waitin’

LIL’ B – Life’s Zombies

There’s so many zombies
Fuck man, we gotta go
I-I just gotta go
I got-I-I can’t get away from this
So many vampires
Just dealing with these
Inner and outside demons, they just won’t leave us

[Verse 1:]
Dead zombies
Clips with the handguns
Red herb, blue herbs, green herbs
Follow me into the room
Another puzzle
Now I’m feeling doomed
Who this boss is?
I’m shootin’ shotgun’
Reload
Can’t see through the darkness
Scarecrows
Walk down the stairs
Niggas is hatin’
Experience
Audience
Perhaps you’ll help
If you ain’t
Nothing else
Every situation you look
Fear in it’s eyes
Life’s puzzles
Re-routing the game when you’re 25
Yes it’s still, with my team collecting items
Need a flashlight to get inside it
Break through the windows
Go through the sewers
It’s monumental (yes)
My senses
Money back
Trying to save my life
Running to the right
Searching all my life

[Hook:]
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies
(Just trying to live my life in peace)
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies

[Verse 2:]
Let me
Monetize it
The zombies are
Burning
Buildings
Feel like I’m trapped in with people trying to kill us
Meet success like a boss, disaster with honor
Got a high rate because I’m honest
Care about my partners
I got medicine if you need to mix it
This blood mansion
Can’t forget your street life if you never lived it
Keep your mind at success
And lastly
Disaster ain’t the end of the road
Your last breath, take it with love
As you exit the palace, I’m mixing herbs trying to save you
But the fate is faceless
Ignorance and confidence, it’s the Ying and the Yang
Load the pistol up, I’m on the battlefield
Victory is half of the pain
It’s all-over the city
I can see it in they faces
Dead zombies in the hood from separation
Guarantee the nation, no
Guarantee they play this
Start the game over

[Hook:]
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies
Resident Evil, I’m loading up my handgun, for all these life zombies

LIL’ B – Keep My Eyes Open 2

As we proceed, 2 give you what you need
2 ways, to keep my eyes open
2 ways to get paid, only be 2 thangs that’s good or bad
I can’t cry about the friends that I never had
Only be 2 thangs, keep my eyes open
2 ways to get paid, only be 2 thangs that’s good or bad
I can’t cry about the friends that I never had

Get that shit bra, listen bra
They walking bra off top
I’m like listen I guarantee man they not missing bra
Fighting the war, that’s the mission son
And the war ain’t over, the stand up stares like
Check out the beats, that’s minor [?] right
You’re more like the duck type
I’m the above type
You so left I’m so right
Self made is so nice, but I live that strife life
Yeah I know that night life
So I don’t love, strapped up like [?] lights
For the cold nights, I frost bite,
And for the hot nights, I got duct tapes
[?] saying don’t jam, and I’m so direct, watch the program
[?] the game the rnb, so fuck the slow jams

Only be 2 thangs, keep my eyes open
2 ways to get paid, only be 2 thangs that’s good or bad
I can’t cry about the friends that I never had
Only be 2 thangs, keep my eyes open
2 ways to get paid, only be 2 thangs that’s good or bad
I can’t cry about the friends that I never had

They asked me to speak about how I feel
I’m the only nigga that’s major that ain’t got a deal
And I put my life in it, no strike in it
You direct movies, you got spike in
I keep it locked, I’m a spit regardless
You got money but I’m a better artist
Yeah I’ve been, I’ve been caught them charges
I was looking like a con artist, never would [?]
Now I’m working for myself, I’m not greedy no more
And I’m eating off a bigger plate
Now you wanna hate, I’m feeling great
If I’m down boy you know I got the duct tape
So I keep it legal, a 100% man
I do my thang and I married it
Now the game they can’t see [?]
Niggas talking down on God but the lord [?]

Only be 2 thangs, keep my eyes open
2 ways to get paid, only be 2 thangs that’s good or bad
I can’t cry about the friends that I never had
Only be 2 thangs, keep my eyes open
2 ways to get paid, only be 2 thangs that’s good or bad
I can’t cry about the friends that I never had.

LIL’ B – In Down Bad

Bruh I’m in down bad bruh, Bruh I’m in down bad bruh, Bruh I’m, I’m down bad bruh, Bruh I’m fucking with these cuh, Bruh I’m in down bad bruh, Bruh I’m in down bad bruh, Bruh I’m in down bad bruh

Yes, I might have to hit him with a chop dog, low key knock em off, damn bruh down bad dog, I’m thinking about heaven dog, I’m thinking about throwing lead at ya’ll, shots at the court like basketball, bitch mob knock em all, damn bruh they going to knock em all, damn bruh it’s a dirty game, out in the game, I’m so ashamed, damn bruh I love Keykey, damn bruh I’ll do you bad bitch, fuck fucking a bad bitch, I’m on a hunt I’ll murk a nigga, real talk I’ll shirt a nigga, pussy wet I’ll squirt a nigga, damn bruh I’m a goon man, but these niggas is so fucking creep, thinking about killing young niggas, man the game is so fucking deep, bruh I ain’t even a bad person, dog this just life dog, niggas fucked me dead over, no I ain’t signed to [?], real talk I still love, real talk man, I’m a fucking real thug, I don’t know bruh to each is own, real talk I’ll flex the chrome, house the bitch and in the cage, I think of all the [?], niggas push me catch the fade, niggas push me to hold the K, long range, RA, ain’t nothing like a shotgun, come in my house I’m a pop one, you a pill I’m a pop one, turn me in when the cops come, I’m just trying to live my life, but the evil want to stop some, I ain’t trying to end up like Boosie, cause these niggas is trying to do me, don’t wanna be like C Murder, down bad Charles with a murder, might have to red search him, they fucking with me cuh, damn I’m doing bad bruh white flame…

LIL’ B – I’m Fabio

Yo bitch check this out
This that Bitch Mob shit
Yeah this that White Flame
This that Lil B, fuck with me
New Orleans!

[Verse 1:]
Woadey
Let me tell ya’ sometin’
Bitch this ice right here, that shit ain’t nothin’
Woadey
Check this out right here
Man I’m off that bottle and I rep that Bitch Mob
Now woadey
If you see me in traffic
Man I might have a thing and a few automatics
Now woadey
Man I’m off the showroom floor
Man I got that new shit cause I’m a bitch
Now woadey
I’m down to bust a head
After I caught that fake bitch my eyes is red
Now woadey
Nigga do your thang’, man
And ask them niggas, man I swear they’re crazy
Now woadey
You better call that bitch
And tell that ho you know Basedgod bitch
Woadey
I brought the strap like a faggot
And I lay I nigga down in that muthafucking casket
Now woadey
If I play with texts, man
I’m thinking about the bitch I’m a play with next
Shout out to Birdman
I’m off that lean with a 456
That mean I got a few bad bitches
That will do you down bad for the riches
You heard me?
An I’m not fucking playing
Badadangdangdang, Lil B is the mayne!

[Hook: x2]
Bitch suck my dick
I can’t believe it’s not butter
I’m Fabio
Ho, go push the line
I met Lil B and Based God at the same time

[Verse 2:]
Do it up bitch
Suck my dick bitch
Grandpa’s here
Grandpa’s here
Suck my dick bitch
You feel me?
And the bitch know I brought the strap like a faggot
Lay a muthafucker down in that casket

[Hook x2]

[Outro:]
White Flame bitch
White Flame bitch
Lil B bitch
(Ha, Wa)

LIL’ B – I’m Down 4 Hire

This is White Flame mixtape
Produced by Lil B

[Verse:]
White Flame mixtape I’m surely blessed
I come from BasedWorld
I just show respect
I damn near lost my life over 20 times
Niggas that I hit next with they still riding
I think about my life and all the people in it
A lot of people, a lot of people changing
The ones that help me keep it real the ones that never sweat
The hardest nigga out, used to be a bitch
But I keep the list on the down low
I’m a hired hitman, with no income
The people judging by the way you look on the outside
In my heart I’m silent bro I never lie
Keep it limp, I’m still corporate with the street shit
Them suckers watching man I’m finna make them eat shit
Them haters watching me, them faces all up in my dreams
While you hating on me, I’m thinking violent things
I get scared when the days turn to nighttime
I stay strapped up, I’m not down to die
How the hell did I live longer than my friends?
I’ve been out the streets, and want to do me still
Can please everybody, somebody, hate me
You don’t name a million, somebody still shake
Act like you ain’t thugged out to get your shit together
Bitch I’m down for shaking shit, I’m down for whatever
This is a real, cry for help
I got no friends, I’m bad, and I’m sick
Everyday man I pray I’m a live forever
I love my mama man I wish we could die together
Could leave without her hear that be a lie forever
I love my mama man that’s 100 shit
You fuck with me or fuck with her I’m on some dumping shit
You feel me? That’s real love shit

[Outro:]
I’m doing everything man
For my motherfucking family and for BasedWorld
I’m done take one
For my loved ones
You feel me?
They not feeling me though
You could never stop the BasedGod
You’ll never stop Lil B
Ever
Look at my face, oh my God my face
If you ever a fucking problem with Lil B
I’m done against that motherfucking case, you fucking bitch
I line up
Daytime, nighttime, anytime
BasedGod!

LIL’ B – Fuck That Sucka (INTRO)

Woadie
Yo bitch, welcome to this, uh, White Flame, you feel me?
Money over there, money over here, you feel me?
But like I said we don’t even need to get into my name and all that cause you already know who it is, mane
That rich, thugging bitch
You feel me?

[Verse:]
Fuck that sucka, Based God bitch
That nigga hating on me? Fuck that bitch
Bitch can’t hear ya, yeah nigga I made it
All by myself nigga, motherfucking payment

Remember when niggas used to look at me crazy?
2012, niggas still looking crazy
Damn Based God you did motherfucking made it
Tour any city, you can go hella places

Looking at my black card, bitch I made it
Suck my fucking dick, simple flow, bitch I made it
Everybody knows Based God hella places
Ho kiss my ass and count—big—count my big faces!

Step the fuck up bitch, you know that I love ya
White Flame bitch, I’m pretty and I’m thugging
Don’t fucking trip, I’ve got that AK, silly
Hate on Lil B, I smoke a bitch like a philly

[Outro:]
We thugging!
East land, west side, east side, south side, north side, all right
White Flame, you fucking bitch
I’m so rich in this bitch
Everything, all day
Lil B, welcome to the White Flame, bitch

LIL’ B – Dirty Game

Aye bruh I’m not gone lie
I do not fuck with niggas bruh
At all bruh
I’m not trying to go down like Boosie or C-Murder

[Chorus:]
I’m playing a dirty game
I play for keepa
Niggas too creep
I’m Damn near down for hire
You talking sheist bitch
I’m a serve you, 50
You talking down bad man
I’m talking ’bout that grave shit
I’m on that Tim Tebow shit
I’m throwing shots at niggas
It’s no love
My motto, is fuck niggas
4’12 aston martin
Touch the brakes fucka
Bitch I watch youtube
I got my knowledge wodie

[Verse:]
I’m a dump the bitch (yes)
Like I dumped the bitch
Off top niggas know that we love this
(Yeah we do it everyday)
This that white flame (yes)
I came a long way (long way)
I made a U-turn, loaded that
(You know it)
Niggas still play me
And they miss me, fucka!
Keke got a problem, bitch I’m [?]
Bruh asked me how the fuck I know basegod
Nigga let that smoke clear
I’m finna tell you how (Check this out bitch)
Every gun I got (yeah)
Got scratches on it (Basedgod)
I’m bitch mob thuggin
Gold house thuggin (Basedgod)
Stay out the streets bitch
Go to sleep at 10
I’m the dopeman robber
I’ll lead you in the win
I guarantee you bitch, I’m so filthy
I’m the trash man (what)
I’m the bad man (yes)
Gutta is what gutta does
I know none better
I better take a vacation
I’m finna offer… (yesssss)
Tell me this bruh
How the fuck you think (Basedgod)
I won’t sit 45 and let that bitch stink (Basedgod)
Man for real, All that shit that was in my pass
2012 man I’m laying niggas on their ass, bitch

[Outro:]
Like bruh for real
Pass that, Pass that thing man
Like I said bruh the-these niggas so sheist bruh so creep bru
I’m not trying to go down that path but I’m not gonna lie bruh
I’m feeling real itchy bruh, I’m feeling real itchy bruh
It’s that Lil’ B white flame
I’m not even- I’m trying to fight it
But you know it’s in me, it’s in me, you feel me
Motherfuckers got that fire and they hating side
Bitch mob, Gold house we finna ride, you feel me
Like I said right
I ain’t going down for that 50
I’m not trying to take that 50
But I ain’t gone lie bruh
Some boys is way, way too ugly boy
Somebody gonna have to go to sleep bruh
Keep fucking with Lil’ B bruh
I promise that
Somebody gonna have to got to sleep little bruh [repeats]

LIL’ B – Bitch Of The City

If you want that real thuggin’ shit, that gutta shit, that otha shit
That thuggin, that 50, ya feel me?
I’m talkin’ bout, that shit that them bitches ride to
And they fuck with a real nigga, ya feel me

[Verse 1:]
Yea, I want the funk, bra
Yea, I’m powered up, bra
You hate Lil B?
Yea thats whats up bra
Yea, I’ll fuck yo bitch, bra
Yea, I’m super sick bra
Its Berkely boy Based God
Shouts out to Bitch Mob
I still throw it up
Cause I still got no fuckin’ manners
I’m 22 I’m to old to be acting manish
Pick up yo camera, go ahead and take a picture
I’m a legend in the flesh (BASED GOD!)
And I’m high and, I’m cocaine (BASED GOD!)
Ion play no games bitch
I tell you ’bout this thang here
You thinkin’ that I’m pisay?
I come back with the AK (BASED GOD!)
Ya thinking I’m a mark?
Nigga, come back with that hawk, nigga
Ya acting like a faggot
Thats when shit gets tragic (BASED GOD!)

[Interlude:]
I’m talking lil brah,..
MARTHA STEWART
You ever heard a nigga so sick like this
That you just cough?
Bitches its its..just
WAYNE BRADY
Killer..
50 killer
You know why we rocking with it
I said we still gudda with it
I’m talking bout everybody in Bitch Mob
Everybody reppin’ Bitch Mob down take a case bruh
Your attitude
MMM
Your attitude is shitty

[Verse 2:]
And I’m still up in the hood
And ain’t nobody fucking with me (Based GOD!)
And I might buy that black mask, black coat with the black bag
Plans ain’t gone do for me I’m thinking bout that new money
I’m thinking bout going through thangs
Based World I do thangs
Based World Been Too Sick
White Flame thats the ill shit
I came from the gudda but these niggas
Still they play me pussy
Till I bust lil woadie head
These niggas gone call me a rookie
And Boy I ain’t got no feelings
Touch me thats yo problem
Bitch, lets hang out
No bitch I got too many problems
Bitch, you won’t understand..
STUCK IN THE HOOD WITH FUCK NIGGAS MAN!
And I’mma keep it real talk, bruh
Some niggas is living to die
Used to stay away from them
Cuz them niggas get the K-Clips
Them niggas is the reason why Niggas get T-Padded on the eye
Bruh You kno the bitch will make a nigga fucking die

[Interlude 2:]
Lil B bitch
I’m talking bout I’m the head ho
I’m the bitch of the city
I’m the bitch of the city
I’m the head ho

Bitch Mob what it is
I’m the bitch of the city
Fifty-One Fifth
Thats what it is nigga
GUDDA VILLE
GUDDAAA..
Gudda is what gudda does
Based God
Lil B
White Flame
Its just a process for me
They made me angry
They made me like this
Wanted to be cool but
They wanted me to get the K and bust some brains
Its ok with me..
White Flame ain’t no joke watchu thinking bout nigga
It ain’t no joke
New Lil B coming soon
Illusions of Graunder Part..2 all that
Look out for that
You with that?
Gudda Ville
I’m talking bout where I’m from
You get down bad
You get down in, bruh
I’m the realest alive..
Keep that love in yo eyes
Keep the hate out of yo heart..

LIL’ B – Bitch Fuck With Me (Snippet)

[Lil B:]
Bitch fuck with me cause I got that woop woop!
Street smell on the dash, it’s that new Bentley coupe
I’m back for the 10 bitch, 5150
You got that AK, bitch fuck with me!
Bitch I’m 22, ho ask what I do
Bitch I did what I want cause I’m rich, I’m a ho
[?] young girls at the muthafuckin record store
High school bitch, and I fucks with the seniors
Fuck around with me, I’m the rarest man ever
I’m 7 fuckin teen, I’m Iced, bitch I’m T
I ain’t got time to talk, I ain’t got time to speak
But I got 30 grand to make a bitch suck the heat

[Hook:]
Make a bitch fuck with me cause I got that woop woop!
Street smell on the dash, it’s that new Bentley coupe
I’m back for the 10 bitch, 5150
You got that AK, bitch fuck with me!

[Lil B:]
I don’t ask for no favors ho
Back on my Based shit

LIL’ B – Tank Of Propaine

This is what happens when you have so many bitches
You get depressed and go insane
Oh my God based God, yeah

[Verse:]
I got bitches, this real bitch music
Fuck hating suckas I got the girls to prove it
My bitch look good, she the same as color as a buick
Fuck is you doin’
Them bitches ain’t choosin’
They love the Based God, the bitch is not a groupie
I met the Based God and no he’s not stupid
He said he’ll tie me to a tank of propane (The Game)
King of the hill Based God, bitches call me a-rod
Ask me ’bout the clique man, Bitch Mob
Lil B is in Bitch Mob
Based God supports the Bitch Mob
Everybody know that Based fucked my bitch huh
Everybody know that I still rep the clique huh
Shout out (laugh) (meh)
Man she still suck my dick huh
Young Based God, I gotta beautiful bitch mob
Watchu’ wanna do boy, I still fuck your bitch…
Scuba diving swag and the Based God the ruler yeah

[Outro:]
Fifty