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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 straight out the
We the life where the blood spills
Same thing that get you cats nigga, get you
Warnin', jungle 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

Earl, death is the ways of the world
Y'all made
Tryin' to wild out so crack
Bust guns at Bow age
Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in
Fuckin' 'em hos, born to cope 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
Scared straight, but them hos
Keep it, serious
it don't believe us, until you see me creepin'
Now you sleep them fishes
G-W-I-Z, so
To all them ghetto and sober in 'Burban districts
I'm on passin' chumps
And very promoted by god's son

And this is the military it up
My moves a ton, your son less thump nah
Heat talk, feet you run uh
Rat ta-tat, hear them shots
Drop son, out
You better send 'em back son or feel casket
The be like one
I'm movin' on passin'
And thoroughly promoted by God's son

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

Remember the, original, still tryin' a show niggas are rich
Town niggas
I'm six deep, six bank accounts in six countries
Na I'm lyin', who a fuck that's 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 for the gun play, it's okay, 'cause you dyin' anyway

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

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