Текст песни: Gor (God of Rap) + перевод

God Of Rap, Lil B, Rawest Rapper Alive

Lil B

Bodybags I was out broke in the hood you wouldn’t copy that

Niggas made fun of me, niggas didn’t wanna rap

I was out having beef I was talking murder rap

Bitch all this game from the hood so I murder rap

Niggas don’t want… you are a nerd rapper

Only time I rap Is when I coat plastic

Get you a plate

Gotta freezer, I’ll put the dope in your face

You niggas look stupid snorting dope

I’ll whip my coke and then I’ll. like a rope

My bitch hold the package balloons

Yup and she geeked off the balloons

Put it up in the ass put the powder in the ass

Drugs in the penthouse, got robbed for my stash

Ten in shops, got the whole block

Fort like Knox, coldest shit right here

100 Grand sitting in the backseat right there

Finna take the stove, Finna take the shit out next week

Finna sell that shit whole

This reference art, art reflects life

Niggas don’t spark, come back for the war

Stop the war bitch, we got more soldiers on the front line

Dying for the love dying one time

Rap niggas, I’mma take off with your plate

Im the God of rap nigga and this here my space

Its Lil B, God Of rap — welcome to the first level

You’ve completed…

I feel a new Based level — forgive me for all the pain

God of rap

Lil B

I can feel. Lil B God of Rap, Rawest Rapper Alive

Im the God of rap I’mma show you who the maker

You’re not God, you just a faker

I hold straps no matter what time of day

I got so many straps you would think that Im Gay

Shoot a couple bitches then Im back to the safe

Playing cops and Robbers, damn life’s great

Lil B BasedGod, I still know the BasedGod

Call me God of Rap sincerely, the BasedGod

A lot of you rappers wanna call yourself God now

Go be in a fringe? You can go live

Im dying everyday but Im living in the moment

Put my Gun in your mouth cause I’m so horny

And then I blast that motherfucker, get the cash from the safe

Then I’m movin out of state on my way to the border

Finna go push a cake, wrapped in the car, its my birthday

Put my face in the cake and I get so high

Sunflower seeds with them cocaine eyes

You can say you God of Rap, then you speaking of I

Rawest rapper alive, Lil B, BasedGod

Put my soul in the music and the mic got me crying

Smile through the speakers I’m staying based now

Never leave my roots, I’mma storm the troop

Lot of fake friends, I lost some real ones too

Still moving by myself no one no group

No gun, no vest, no need, won’t shoot

Just use my hands, all honor I prove

You Niggas do a lot of bad it’s no honor with you

You niggas put on shit? Honor your crew

Put your rappers on, you should honor me too

With you fake ass niggas I was honestly through

I’mma street nigga, you a rap nigga

Oh you a female rapper? I wanna eat your pussy too

I’m eating all you pussies too, 69 two Glocks

Finna beat your pussy and the ass and keep the door locked up

Tape the bitches for money in California

Its Lil Boss nigga ya nam sayin

Pain nigga

Yeah you the God of Rap when you speaking to Lil B

Lil B know the BasedGod and thats on everything

Im the God of Rap theres no need for explaining

Lil B the greatest, trend setter, vendetta

Grand Theft BasedGod, Grand Theft Auto

Thats Lil B

You niggas already know all the pain that I’ve seen

Seen money burn, seen glass floors when you look down

You can see the basement, see through the glass with the covers and the matrix

Real based talk understand what Im saying?

Way too rare for explaining

Lil B

God of Rap — and welcome and continue to a third level

Its getting very cold

But Ima step back

05 Fuck Em Mixtape

Lil B

I need you

Lil B for life

Lil B is the rawest rapper

Give me the praises, give me the praises

Hit a nigga quick with the mack and the stainless

Won’t come back unless his back where his brain is

Get a little scared every time that I’m aiming

Shoot niggas up then I burn like money

Like fuck money why you love money?

My niggas hate money

He got raped on the interstate

I came back with the guns and a dinner plate

Niggas ask me I’m sending plates

Im sending more food then you ever got

Niggas greedy in America

Niggas get you in America

Got the pistol in your area

Niggas talk then they carry us

I was sitting in the mirror 5 days just to get it up

I’m focused, too solid

Niggas playing games, scope on em, red dot em

Lil B

God of Rap nigga

You know about me, I’m the hitman nigga

A lot of niggas getting taken out with these raps

Rawest rapper alive God of Rap

In the hood niggas got red dots on em

Cops and helicopters with the choppers on em

With the choppers on em niggas seeing bodybags

Fiends with the heroin, people drooling at the mouth

Its like Resident Evil man where is the people?

Niggas dying

But really — where is the people?

You want peace? Then peace is what you talking

Based got the AK with them bullets at the targets

Really got a line to the mothafuckin coke, shit

I really got alligned to where the coke split

And I really put them bags where ya coat sit

You niggas need to sit in the coach, shit

First class niggas where my dope sit

Fuck em, God of Rap

Yeah — check it out

And nigga fuck you too

Im talkin bout fuck you too

And I ain’t never signed no deal

But I did sign up for some fucking X Pill

P-9 on the wall in case niggas slipping

Living in paradise tucked off in Richmond

Niggas had problems in the hood

I got problems in the hood put the problems in the hood

I still got problems in the hood, Im wilding in the hood

Niggas wilding in this good I be wildin like Suge

God of Rap nigga

Lil B