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Braveheart for
So wit me? Yea
Yea
Why y'all blast on these niggas, man?

in your chain put your watch in your pocket
Here come the Braveheart out the projects
We live the where the blood spills
thing that get you cats nigga, get you killed
Warnin', always keep a gun on him
Pull out, four head gone 'n' sloppy, droppin' you
Close so my bullets don't swerve, curve
No bullshit, back in ya hand, me

Call Earl, death is the of the world
Y'all criminals
Tryin' to wild out there so
guns at Bow Wow's age
Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, in hell
'em hos, born to cope since I was 12
Way too foul walk around all the
With a Gray Mack 10 and a full o' dimes

Braveheart to the graveyard, let's go
Scared straight, but them hos
Keep it, serious
Believe it don't believe us, you see me creepin'
Now you sleep with fishes
G-W-I-Z, so
To all them ghetto and sober in 'Burban districts
I'm movin' on chumps
And very thoroughly promoted by son

And this is the turn it up
My erase a ton, your son less thump nah
Heat talk, walk you run uh
Rat ta-tat, hear shots come
Drop son, out
You better 'em back son or feel that casket
The peeps be one
I'm on passin' chumps
And very promoted by God's son

G-O-D S-O-N a female's estrogen
With my testosterone, male
for a giant's body, science S-C-I-E-N-C-E
Don't tempt me, EMS you, me I'm just invincible
Like Mike Jack said, for me and Al Sharpton won't be broke in
That's that, who this style, solo or X
Are you Tfo's or Mobb Deep?
Whoever, I freaked it yes, so meet ya
I wear Esco, I got a new line comin' like cinemas

Remember the, original, y'all tryin' a show niggas are rich
house niggas
I'm six deep, six bank accounts in six countries
Na I'm lyin', who gives a fuck so tired
pictures of Bravehearts just livin' it up
A million of us, each nigga a bus
You got a in Virginia the only way you sicker than us
Gettin' bagged with 22's now a ridiculous fuck
No need for the gun play, it's okay, 'cause you anyway

Yo, this is for them High drop outs
Niggas who out
If you prefer over knockouts
coke, smokin' weed, sellin' crack, sellin' smack
You it, you ain't turn it back
Braveheart's money ruthless 'till the world end
Gettin' high with my enemy's
I to have a bike on a bench, now I got a jeep on this trip
in the pot, heat on my head

Nigga stop blazin' cuz ya target's movin'
Shoot 'till the empty stupid, Queens
Niggas so ruthless, really is
to these swift executioners
And thats nigga, all day
Pump packs o' crack, smoke haze
Runnin' D's quickly knockout rookies
G wiz you know what I'm all
To all my real