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