| Lil B
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| Based God
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| King of rap, I can bet my money on that
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| Can’t face the facts that a young guy kill this shit
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| Give me another shot and I’m a come with my mask on
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| Seen alot of grosses I came with the Vans on
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| Now it’s 09 and I’m runnin with the based god
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| Fire in my eyes mix my soul with the neapoms
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| Mix and match, all I need is dro, and 1 mike, 1 pad, 1 pen, a iPod a them lights
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| Feelin like a plane when it’s up and it’s in flight
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| Dressin everyday like I’m dead with the pinstripe
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| This a few things that show that I’m the rawest
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| Been to cast everyday so I’m ballin like Spalding
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| More beef like 6 have you baldin like baldwin
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| Your favorite rapper out, I’m a lay 'em in a coffin
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| No talkin when I’m talkin, cause it’s legend pay attention
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| Only time I sat in class was when I was severin a detention
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| I fucks with Soulja Boy, Get money nigga
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| Everytime I see a rapper, I think that I’m a get him
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| In the booth or in the strets, I’m known to tear a rhythm
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| Fifteen and sixteen, eyes breakin down the system
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| Nobody can tell me nothin, I was livin off my system
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| Head fucked up, I thought it would be cool to go to prison
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| Watchin Hot Boyz on BET, gettin all these women
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| So I got my gold grill because I’m thugged out with em
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| B-Town, Waterfront I put on for my city
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| We done did it for six years, just reached 20
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| Alot of dudes I grew up with, didn’t see 20
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| Everytime I have a birthday, I’m thinkin God love me
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| Everytime I hit the beat, man I do it for my mom
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| Workin hard everyday I’m a make it where it’s mine
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| I’m a hustle all the time, like Lil Wayne do
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| And if you ever get me, you get ate like grapefruit
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| My first reaction was like just chill and stay cool
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| The rap game is slow and it just ain’t cool
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| Always jockin all my style and it just ain’t you
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| Only time I feel you, is if a based boy do
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| Because I’m rap god and a based boy too
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| I can listen to the hate and put the volume on mute
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| So the only thing I hear is the horses in my coupe
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| And when the roof go down it reminds me of my chick
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| Gettin money off the flo' because I’m trappin like a bitch
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| Like Gucci Mane said but it’s rich nigga click
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| And my name is Lil B you can call me king of rap
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| I done did a few things and I’m never goin back
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| Mirror mirror on the wall, shit, I’m askin who the man is
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| Lil B for Lil Boss I’m prayin to my canvas
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| I deserve the ground because I’m speakin for the Mases
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| And I’m in the weed, I’m gettin cheify like Kansas
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| Words to the wise, you should fear the competition
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| Because I’m the only vet that’s a Based God spittin
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| And you ain’t in the game until you make a thousand songs
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| And you dyin for this rap, Because it’s the only thing you love
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| Birth of Rap |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song B.O.R. (Birth of Rap) , by - Soulja Boy. Song from the album 6 Kiss, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп