B.O.R. (Birth of Rap)

Just for now, just for now, just for now Just for now, just for now, just for now It's that time of year Leave all our hopelessnesses aside If just for a little while Lil B, Based God King of rap, I can bet my money on that Can't face the facts that a young guy killin' shit Give me another shot and I'mma come with my mask on Seen a lot of growth since I came with the Vans song Now it's '09 and I'm runnin' with the Based God Fire in my eyes, mix my soul with the napalm Mix and master, all I need is dro and one mic One pad, one pen, iPod, dim lights Feelin' like a plane when it's up and it's in flight Dressing everyday like I'm dead with the pinstripe This a few things that show that I'm the rawest Spend the cash everyday so I'm ballin like Spalding Want beef, like six I'll have you baldin' like Baldwin Your favorite rapper out, I'mma lay 'em in a coffin No talkin' when I'm talkin', cause it's legend, pay attention Only time I sat in class was when I'm serving a detention I fuck with Soulja Boy, get money nigga Everytime I see rappers, all I'm thinking, "I'ma get him" In the booth or in the streets, I been known to tear and rip 'em Fifteen and sixteen, eyes breaking down the system Nobody can tell me nothing, I was living off my system Head fucked up, I thought it would be cool to go to prison Watching Hot Boyz on BET getting all these women So I got my gold grill because I'm thugged out with 'em B-Town, Waterfront, and I put on for my city We done did it for six years, just reached twenty A lot of dudes I grew up with didn't see twenty Everytime I have a birthday, I'm thinking, "God love me" Everytime I hit the beat, man, I do it for my Mom Workin' hard every day, I'mma make it where it's mine I'mma hustle all the time, like Lil Wayne do If you up against me, you get ate like grapefruit My first reaction was like, just chill and stay cool The rap game is slow, and it just ain't cool Always jocking on my style and it just ain't you Only time I feel you is if a based boy do Because I'm a rap god and a based boy, too I can listen to the hate and put the volume on mute So the only thing I hear is the horses in the coupe And when the roof go down, it reminds me of my chick Getting money off the floor because I'm trapping like a bitch— Like Gucci Mane said, but it's rich nigga clique And my name is Lil B, you can call me "king of rap" I done did a few things and I'm never goin back Mirror mirror on the wall, shit, I'm askin who the man is Lil B for "Lil Boss," I'm prayin to my canvas I deserve the crown because I'm speakin for the masses And I'm into weed, I'm gettin chiefy like Kansas Word to the wise, you should fear the competition Because I'm the only vet that's a Based God spittin And you ain't in the game until you make a thousand songs And you dyin' for this rap, 'cause it's the only thing you love Birth of Rap Birth of Rap