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Braveheart for
So wit me? Yea
Yea
Why don't y'all on these niggas, man?

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

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

Braveheart to the graveyard, go niggas
straight, but fuck them hos
Keep it, dead
it don't believe us, until you see me creepin'
Now you with them fishes
G-W-I-Z, so
To all them ghetto and bitches in 'Burban districts
I'm movin' on chumps
And thoroughly promoted by god's son

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

S-O-N S-O-O-T-H-E a female's estrogen
With my testosterone, male
for a giant's body, science S-C-I-E-N-C-E
Don't me, EMS against you, me I'm just invincible
Mike Jack said, for me and Al Sharpton won't be broke in Harlem
That's that, who made this style, or X
Are you Tfo's or Mobb Deep?
Whoever, I it yes, so meet ya death
I never wear Esco, I got a new line comin' like

Remember the, original, y'all still tryin' a show niggas are
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 inchin' a bus
You got a house in Virginia the way you sicker than us
bagged with 22's now you's a ridiculous fuck
No need for the gun play, it's okay, you dyin' anyway

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

Nigga dont blazin' cuz ya target's movin'
'till the gun's empty stupid, Queens
Niggas so ruthless, excuses is
Useless to these swift
And Queensbridge nigga, all day
packs o' crack, smoke purple haze
Runnin' from D's knockout rookies
G wiz you know I'm all about
To all my real