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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 the Braveheart straight out the projects
We the life where the blood spills
Same thing get you cats nigga, get you killed
Warnin', jungle keep a gun on him
out, four head gone 'n' sloppy, droppin' you birds
Close range so my bullets swerve, curve
No bullshit, back in ya hand, me

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

Braveheart to the graveyard, let's go
Scared straight, but fuck hos
Keep it, dead
Believe it believe us, until you see me creepin'
Now you sleep with them
G-W-I-Z, so
To all them ghetto and sober in 'Burban districts
I'm movin' on chumps
And very promoted by god's son

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

G-O-D S-O-N S-O-O-T-H-E a female's
With my testosterone, male
Enough for a giant's body, science
Don't tempt me, EMS against you, me I'm invincible
Like Jack said, for me and Al Sharpton won't be broke in Harlem
that, who made this style, solo or X
Are you Tfo's Doctor or Mobb
Whoever, I it yes, so meet ya death
I wear Esco, I got a new line comin' like cinemas

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

Yo, this is for them High School outs
Niggas who out
If you shots over knockouts
Sniffin' coke, 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 girlfriend
I used to have a bike on a bench, now I got a jeep on trip
Coke in the pot, heat on my

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