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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
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G W I Z, wont y'all come **** with me |
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While I lay game chase, catch and cash the check |
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Stomp niggas out take respect |
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With a sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump |
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I sips on |
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Grey Goose, smokin' on the blunt |
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I ****s with this broad, she do what |
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I wantI ****s her real slow, she likes when |
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I pumpI be on my block dun, |
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I do what's |
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I wantAnd nar nigga to front, |
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I do what's |
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I wantI shoot and don't blink, |
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I lay you out in the street |
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I mean I'm ****in' wit them niggas that's beastin' |
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And blaze when they in shit, that's evident |
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Leavin' no evidence, who you messin' wit |
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It's Ill Will and y'all niggas bore me |
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I shoot to kill, they never saw me |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
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You could put on that vest |
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Im'a shoot you in the head, won't aim for the chest |
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Betcha won't survive10 hollow tips out my chrome 4 5, |
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I got the drop on you |
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Element of surprise nigga what you wanna do? |
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I really seen dead people |
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I got the 9 millimeter |
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I can make you face see-through |
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Transparent, potholes in your melon |
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Damage from the ratchet happens if you tell it |
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Jungle live by the morals of the street |
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Not like snitch |
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C.J or bitch |
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Jay-ZIn beef them niggas only play defense |
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Guns never sparkin' afraid of my offense |
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Too rusty, |
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I put they body in the garbage |
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Y'all niggas pussy, we |
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Bravehearted |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
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My name is |
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Beloved, I come from the past |
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With insects crawling on me like |
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I'm dead, |
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I don't eat |
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I just fast |
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I don't beef |
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I just blast, |
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God's son, blood on my palm |
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I left the cross, horny white nun's suckin' me off |
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And black dike ones, dressed up like bush identical mask |
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I **** 'em hard with a sinister laugh |
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And puff on cigar like |
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Tony Montana |
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Me and Sony got problems, if |
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I die they say |
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I'm only a martyr |
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Step to me |
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I'm Braver, do me a favor |
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Put two in my waves, you can be paid |
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The label puts you in my place, |
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I'm Jewish like |
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Sammie Davis |
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JuniorHolding a |
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Louis suitcase with |
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Colin Powell chopped in pieces |
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Now I'm locked up with psycho's who eat they feces |
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Colder hearts break me out and |
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I reveal deep secrets |
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About this street shit that y'all so obsessed by |
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I rep my niggas to the death while the rest lie, the rest die, |
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I'm BraveBrave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Brave, |
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Brave, Bravehearts |
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Jungle, Wiz, |
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Wi, Wi, Wiz, |
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Wiz, Braveheart |
