Bravehearted Lyrics - Bravehearted - Bravehearts

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart 

G W I Z, wont y'all come fuck with me 

While I lay game chase, catch and cash the check 

Stomp niggas out take respect 

With a sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump 

I sips on Grey Goose, smokin' on the blunt 

I fucks with this broad, she do what I want 

I fucks her real slow, she likes when I pump 

I be on my block dun, I do what's I want 

And nar nigga to front, I do what's I want 

I shoot and don't blink, I lay you out in the street 

I mean I'm fuckin' wit them niggas that's beastin' 

And blaze when they in shit, that's evident 

Leavin' no evidence, who you messin' wit 

It's Ill Will and y'all niggas bore me 

I shoot to kill, they never saw me 

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart 

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart 

You could put on that vest 

Im'a shoot you in the head, won't aim for the chest 

Betcha won't survive 

10 hollow tips out my chrome 4 5, I got the drop on you 

Element of surprise nigga what you wanna do? 

I really seen dead people 

I got the 9 millimeter I can make you face see-through 

Transparent, potholes in your melon 

Damage from the ratchet happens if you tell it 

Jungle live by the morals of the street 

Not like snitch C.J or bitch Jay-Z 

In beef them niggas only play defense 

Guns never sparkin' afraid of my offense 

Too rusty, I put they body in the garbage 

Y'all niggas pussy, we Bravehearted 

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart 

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart 

My name is Beloved, I come from the past 

With insects crawling on me like I'm dead, I don't eat I just fast 

I don't beef I just blast, God's son, blood on my palm 

I left the cross, horny white nun's suckin' me off 

And black dike ones, dressed up like bush identical mask 

I fuck 'em hard with a sinister laugh 

And puff on cigar like Tony Montana 

Me and Sony got problems, if I die they say I'm only a martyr 

Step to me I'm Braver, do me a favor 

Put two in my waves, you can be paid 

The label puts you in my place, I'm Jewish like Sammie Davis Junior 

Holding a Louis suitcase with Colin Powell chopped in pieces 

Now I'm locked up with psycho's who eat they feces 

Colder hearts break me out and I reveal deep secrets 

About this street shit that y'all so obsessed by 

I rep my niggas to the death while the rest lie, the rest die, I'm Brave 

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart 

Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave, Bravehearts 

Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart