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 youre 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'mma 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'mma 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 hit's 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 BIG or Pac
One time let it drop, Lil B

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