Lil B — Warm Ups

[Intro] Based Jam, this is a beautiful occasion Yeah, you know who this is Uh [Verse] Welcome to Based Jam, nothing like "Space Jam" You really get killed, all black like Ray-Bans Niggas ask me why I dance I celebrate every day, you can't never hate I never seen magic, that pump make you levitate That pump make you lose weight The pistol in the face make the pastor lose faith Talk a lotta shit, but what can the dude say? He not BasedGod, he not Lil B I know why he mad 'cause the president's feelin' me Bitch Mob, Task Force, they gon' drill for me Code word, that mean "kill for me" No, I'm not in a gang, but them jump outs feel me Know it took a while to feel me But I'm too real, I'm the man you will be Move through the fake 'cause there's only the real me You get fucked over, you gotta come deal with me But this my story Gettin' gang from the OGs coming before me People act like they'll be thuggin' at 40 But the streets get old, that fake shit bore me I'll never be satisfied People in the projects who'd be free sometimes Until then, I keep one grind Only me and one mic, a little sunshine A word from the people going through hard times, uh I'ma welcome you to my life And show you... five Lil B Based Jam