作词 : Epps, Gibbs, Jones, Nas
Tuck in your chain put your watch in your pocket
Here come the Braveheart straight out the projects
We live the life where the blood spills
Same thing that get you cats nigga  get you killed

Warnin'  jungle always keep a gun on him
Pull out  four head gone 'n' sloppy  droppin' you birds

Close range so my bullets don't swerve  curve
No bullshit  back in ya hand  find me
Call Earl  death is the ways of the world
Y'all made criminals
Tryin' to wild out there so crack
Bust guns at Bow Wow's age
Fightin' in jail  lookin' for heaven  livin' in hell
Fuckin' 'em hos  born to cope since I was 12
Way too foul walk around all the time
With a Gray Mack 10 and a pocket full o' dimes
Braveheart to the graveyard  let's go niggas

Scared straight  but fuck them hos
Keep it  dead serious
Believe it don't believe us  until you see me creepin'
Now you sleep with them fishes
G-W-I-Z  so delicious
To all them ghetto and sober bitches in 'Burban districts

I'm movin' on passin' chumps

And very thoroughly promoted by god's son
And this is the military turn it up
My moves erase a ton  your son less thump nah

Heat talk  feet walk you run uh
Rat ta-tat  hear them shots come
Drop son  pull out
You better send 'em back son or feel that casket
The peeps be like one

I'm movin' on passin' chumps

And very thoroughly promoted by God's son
G-O-D S-O-N S-O-O-T-H-E a female's estrogen

With my testosterone  male hormone
Enough for a giant's body  science S-C-I-E-N-C-E
Don't tempt me  EMS against you  me I'm just invincible

Like Mike Jack said  for me and Al Sharpton won't be broke in Harlem
That's that  who made this style  solo or X
Are you Tfo's Doctor or Mobb Deep
Whoever  I freaked it yes  so meet ya death
I never wear Esco  I got a new line comin' like cinemas
Remember the  original  y'all still tryin' a show niggas are rich
Town house niggas
I'm six cribs deep  six bank accounts in six countries
Na I'm lyin'  who gives a fuck that's so tired
While pictures of Bravehearts just livin' it up
A million of us  each nigga inchin' a bus
You got a house in Virginia the only way you sicker than us
Gettin' bagged with 22's now you's a ridiculous fuck
No need for the gun play  it's okay  'cause you dyin' anyway
Yo  this is for them High School drop outs
Niggas who copped out
If you prefer shots over knockouts
Sniffin' coke  smokin' weed  sellin' crack  sellin' smack
You thuggin' it  you ain't turn it back
Braveheart's gettin' money ruthless 'till the world end

Gettin' high with my enemy's girlfriend
I used to have a bike on a bench  now I got a jeep on this trip
Coke in the pot  heat on my head
Nigga dont stop blazin' cuz ya target's movin'

Shoot 'till the gun's empty stupid  Queens
Niggas so ruthless  really excuses is
Useless to these swift executioners
And thats Queensbridge nigga  all day

Pump packs o' crack  smoke purple haze

Runnin' from D's quickly knockout rookies
G wiz you know what I'm all about
To all my real niggas