Basedprint 2 - Lil B

This Lil B, yeah

You already know, man

Base — Damn

You already know this is the BasedPrint Volume 2

Part two, whatever you want to call it

Yeah, your little nigga flawless

Take a deep breath in the booth, one time

Taking niggas out is releasing the trigger

Blowing out your fucking brain

Bullet holes in your liver

Going to the E. R

It ain’t no saving you niggas

Just another dead body

Got to throw it in the river

Some can’t take the heat

Man, I’m off of the Richter

Some are moving the charts

I’m constantly making hits

Scope one

If you patient you miss

And if you pull the trigger steady, man

Option is if you hit

And put a red beam on it

For the Option is Fit

Man, I got a gun to carry off on my hips

Got M-16 man

It hangs as hell in the sticks

Leaving niggas in wells man

It’s so sick

No option for help

When you’re caught, that’s it

Pulling guns off my belt

Like Batman did

Getting information and help

Because my pac can’t kiss

Like PacMan did when he slapped that bitch

Got killed five man

Damn that bitch

Imma kill this or make em

What I did

I got the outbreak in cases, man

I’m head for no traces

Looking over faces

Cause I’m asking for no playlists

Please ask me no questions

20/20 ain’t asking

Lights, camera, flashes

Wondering how I’m passing

Because I’m a motherfucking savage

I grab it

Paper and plastic

I stated my options

And I expressed it on tracks

Started an epidemic and I expressed it with gats

I’m angry and black

And didn’t work together

Now I put my mail together

And now I’m rich forever

Fuck what niggas talking about

Hating under cover, man

I see it through my eyes

Reverse effect in the slumber

I’m dead in the --damn, damn, damn

Under--and so, I’m alive

I’m so alive

Based World Volume

Yes, I’m so based in this motherfucker

Like I said this is the Based Volume Trois