Bloggers Anthem - Lil B

Nigga, if I don’t go platinum

If I don’t sell 1,000,000+ records

Oh yeah, it’s a motherfuckin problem

My first album better go platinum, and it’s finna go platinum

This is BasedGod for the birds

Tour around the world, then I serve to the curb

I got shit for sale, I got guns and mail

I put guns in mail, BasedGod bitch!

You got killed with the last shot

How do I suck?

I just like to fuck a lot

Don’t put words in the air if you don’t know me

Those stares, you niggas is like Kobe

Niggas get blasted for thinkin they 2Pac

I look like a nerd, but I got the ooh-ahh

I keep it real, I got the same line that you got

But you got a fade, and I use the blade

Gettin money, in the snow or the rain

Niggas act the same, bitches act lame

You hate Lil B?

You’s a bitch

I put you in the same box as a brick

And then I fuck you like a bitch

The dope that I sell makes fiends take shits

I’m still in the hood like the bass line

05 Fuck Em, I gotta thank the BasedGod

Lil B

Nigga, if I don’t go platinum, niggas gonna have to pay

Niggas gonna be hell to pay

This gonna be a bad day if I don’t sell 1,000,000+ records my first album

I gotta take the power back, you niggas taking power naps

A lotta things you suckas do, I wouldn’t be proud of that

Don’t come through the hood if you don’t know how to act

Doctors come at you with ???

and them shower caps

Suck it up nigga, you don’t be proud of that

Everybody wanna tell, niggas be proud of that

A lotta niggas get caught, and they don’t know how to act

I’ma act civilized, dope guns and dead beef

Who’s still in the streets?

I know I am

I stay in the street like them bootleg Jordans

And I’m still shooting like Robert Horry

In the streets, home court, do it for the glory

My niggas serving pills, that’s what they told me

I don’t know nothing, that’s just a homie

If you sell bricks, then you taking chances

In the Bay niggas doing life for advancement

Couple niggas in the hood got left stranded

It’s war in the streets but we don’t panic

It’s dope on the block nigga don’t cram it

You gotta make room, please don’t jam it

And don’t leave the residue burning

I’ma serve you niggas like writs to nurses

You know I gotta go platinum, I got to

Fuck that

Niggas get they head bust, I’m like, «So what»

I won’t shed a tear, I’m not gon' pore up

Niggas be laughing, and they won’t grow up

So niggas gon' be surprised, you feel me?

I was born American, so I know about the genocide

Taking niggas out, dying with pride

Don’t close your eyes, 05 Fuck Em mixtape

This here Lil B, we gon' survive

I’m a real thug, no award nigga

I ain’t enlisted but I’m still at war, nigga

50 niggas rocking like ___ triggers

I got 30 chop nigga, fuck women

Reppin for the Bay, and the whole world

World Westside, Berkeley boy, California nigga

Locking up the dope with the corn liquor

51 ho wanna fuck a nigga

52 bitches, aing where it’s at

Got a ___ bitch with the 6 pack

Servin out dope like ___ rat

You know what I’m saying?

Niggas want platinum, I’m holding that gutta shit down from the start

I ain’t stop being gutta, nigga