Brave, Brave, 
Brave, Brave, 
Brave, Bravehearts
Jungle, Wiz, 
Wi, Wi, Wiz, 
Wiz, Braveheart
G W I Z, wont y'all come **** 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 ****s with this broad, she do what 
I wantI ****s her real slow, she likes when 
I pumpI be on my block dun, 
I do what's 
I wantAnd nar nigga to front, 
I do what's 
I wantI shoot and don't blink, 
I lay you out in the street
I mean I'm ****in' 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 survive10 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-ZIn 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 **** '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 
JuniorHolding 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 BraveBrave, 
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