Amen BASED FREESTYLE

[Intro: Chance The Rapper] Yeah see, Brandon, fool, I told you, we gotta go over some hard beats, this time [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] Nate, Nate, Nate Fox We 'bout to get fucked, fucked up They said fuck us, for real? We don't play that shit, for real Been in the same place For way too long Been in the same state I can't do that shit I get used to it Then I think it's some usual shit Usually I'm too, too lit Problems meet you in tune to it I get fucked up and I intend to be Sending me, off Where am I meant to be? Historical problems, I think I know that I can not go back Simba is stuck in a jungle tonight and I want to be Regular as a one, two, three And the 3/4th time sig Don't talk about my cig Or my sit-uation Don't talk about, I'm lit Don't talk about, shit that I did like last week You suck I don't got a problem I tried to solve them 'Til I realized, that's me, me, me, me Four walls, that's me, me, me, me Everything's so theatrical So magical Super fantastical Super fragital I mean, fragile I'm agile I'm agile, know I keep going on, on it It's just us, just trust It must, get better Than it used to be One, two, three Click, click, I'm back at the crib Back on my shit, back on my shit I saved the city with two fans and fists No more, unjist, or unjust situations What happened to my bros? What happened to my bros? You know that we grow up A growth spurt from the toes To the tip of the head I got some longer legs I been growing, my stride just get stronger And when I walk into this shit It's like God is my...on the side of my ear And I watch him talk into this shit I can't get into this shit But understand that I'm blessed Blessed, blessed, blessed God just say, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Tell me what I need to Me too, I got people I need to feed too You feel me, I'm on my own [Transition: Chance The Rapper (Lil B)] Feed too (own, own, own, own, hey, own, own) [Verse 2: Lil B] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I got people to feed too Some people to lead through How could I not see you? I just gotta see it through Like I'm the jacker But I'm just backed up With a lot of filled up space I got no space on my hard drive Sometimes my life flies Sometimes I can't see at night I just wanna see inside I just wanna float away I just wanna fly away My name's Lil B But what if I die today? Would they remember me? Would I be history? Would I be everything? And Everything that I wanted to see And wanted to be And wanted to throw out the window The window, I live for, I see through I see you, can't see those I don't feel them And no, I don't hear them I can't smell them And I'd rather not be around them because they're jealous Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, they're jealous Jealous, Based freestyle Based freestyle, and the melon My melon, my melanin is melling I'm like a melon I'm like a watermelon Because I just spit out the seeds But sometimes they can not see me So I gotta roll, gotta go To the top of the space, and I gotta float I gotta row like I'm on a rowboat Going through the mountain, top of those And I'm going through the water And sometimes I'm going farther And sometimes I'm doing short strokes But I'm still on this boat And bitch, where's my life vest? I'm so stressed And where's the top thing that I can breathe through To resusc-itate-t-t-tate me T-t-take me, I want to be free, fr-fr-free me But with you Lil B, I am the history I-i-i-i s-s-s-stutter Because I'm s-s-s-scared of me This is all August, all this, all of that, and Shouts out to Chance the Rapping...he really raps that, raps that Let's wrap it up, we gonna keep rapping up It's your boy Lil B, I don't rap enough Beautiful music, lifetime music, epic proportions Epic music, sometimes you can just see it and you feel it Understand it, living life Doing what's right Every day, every night Chance The Rapper what's up man? Let's go Uh, uh, cause I'm looking at the window Outside view, I can see them But I can't see through But I gotta see it through, like the jacker said Keep everything positive, it be in my head All my chance, it's not on me it's in me So, we don't want no frenemies Just real friends, and a table of wines Who we can sip away, and think about the shine And the grace, the grace, the grace, the grace The grace, the grace, the grace, the grace [Outro: Collision (Amen's in background)] (Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen, amen) As we come today, on this beautiful day It's great to see people come together Collectively and create a beautiful project All from honesty Going back and digging up in the archives To appreciate history This is real knowledge Understand, keep living