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

Tuck in your chain put your in your pocket
Here come the Braveheart straight out the
We live the life where the blood
Same thing get you cats nigga, get you killed
Warnin', jungle always a gun on him
Pull out, four head gone 'n' sloppy, you birds
Close range so my bullets swerve, curve
No bullshit, back in ya hand, me

Call Earl, death is the ways of the
Y'all made
Tryin' to wild out so crack
Bust guns at Bow age
in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell
Fuckin' 'em hos, born to since I was 12
Way too foul around all the time
With a Gray 10 and a pocket full o' dimes

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

And this is the turn it up
My moves erase a ton, your son thump nah
Heat talk, feet you run uh
Rat ta-tat, hear them come
Drop son, out
You better send 'em back son or feel that
The be like 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
my testosterone, male hormone
Enough for a giant's body, S-C-I-E-N-C-E
Don't tempt me, EMS you, me I'm just invincible
Like 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 freaked it yes, so meet ya
I never Esco, I got a new line comin' like cinemas

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

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

dont stop blazin' cuz ya target's movin'
Shoot 'till the gun's stupid, Queens
so ruthless, really excuses is
Useless to these swift
And Queensbridge nigga, all day
Pump packs o' crack, purple haze
Runnin' from D's quickly knockout
G wiz you what I'm all about
To all my niggas