Brave In The Heart (feat. Terror Squad)

I'll battle you all, from charts to ghetto stars

Face Triple Seis, the God of War like Mars

That leave MCs smashed by my squad, it's odd

Y'all never seen relish, but always seem jealous

Of my extreme fellas rockin' the Beamer sweaters

The ones who paid with they life

I rock for forty days and forty nights

And every verse is tight, better than before

Rough, rugged, and raw

Chainsaw metaphor that leave your brain sore

This ain't a game, I'll leave you maimed

Allow me to explain, I thrive on the pain

While robbin' ya chain, nah mean?

Do him and the fiend, grab his wallet

Leave a trail blazin' like Rasheed Wallace

What's today's knowledge? Hold your heat like The Peacemaker

I walk the same streets the police take us

Livin' on the corner, so won't speak it out my mouth

Respect and got the money, son, that's all that it's about

No doubt, silence of code, violence of mode

Under control, tell my real **** really roll

On the low, tryna blow trees

And for no reas', we hit a **** up for more cheese

Better relate and start to think, or be the missin' link

I got my hustle on like Larry Flynt

We brave in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart

Razor-sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art

Takin' New York cats past the stars

First, it was Nasty Nas, now watch me turn a Apple into Macintosh

Computer chip, locomotion flow, la cosa nostra dough

Hold your toaster low, business never personal

Just some words to know if you run the streets

Come in peace or leave in pieces, even Jesus was killed by the polices

They crucified him, now they inject us with juice to fry 'em

Depends on the state, if death is my fate, then cool, I'm dyin'

If that's my destiny, it's meant to be

Just remember to bury the motherfucker that bent me right next to me

Aight crew? (No doubt, Pun)

Aight then, let's fight then, I'm hypened

Comin' with the thunder and the lightning

Invitin' the comp, ice on the arm

Night's when I storm, snipin' your moms

Right from the Bronx, mic in the palm

It's the Ghetto God, I rip a ****'s heart out his frame

While I scream, "Terror Squad"

Be larger than life, my initials carved in my wife

She said she'd starve when I die, understand, I'm like God in her eyes

Her father was right, she had a mere mortal

Guzzlin' beer bottles by the dozen with Devin, that's me hermano

We're brave in the heart (Playin' a part)

Amazingly smart

(Remember Pun?) That's the Ghetto God

We're brave in the heart (Playin' a part)

Amazingly smart

(Remember Pun?) That's the Ghetto God

We're brave in the heart, playin' a part

Amazingly smart (Big Pun, forever, ever)

Yo, you ain't understand how I push your wig back quick

A little quiet **** wouldn't think I did that shit

I'm from where the guns love to introduce theyself

Reduce your health, little bulletproofs get felt

Who mind ready for this dog who hold a nine steady

I'm John Blazin' when you see the arms raisin'

Shit, crime heavy already, I keep it sharper than the long 'chette

Far from a snitch **** who call Teddy

I click triggers, how you more ready?

Switch quicker than Marbury, I'm a cherry, you a strawberry

If you lost, that mean I'm on top of the whip

You plottin' to flip, fuck around and get shot in the lip

You stop with the quick and never make another move

Even your mother lose, I hurt up ya pops to pay your brother dues

(Big Pun, forever, do you want to see us? Forever)

Make way for Krills, I don't play, I spray for real

Blow your top with the Glock, that's my favorite kill

Blaze your crib with like thirty shots

I'm already hot, but my last one is with some dirty cops

I play the streets with toast, 'cause the thieves is close

Want to keep your post, then don't beef with Joe

Still, **** think I won't bring the heat out

That's like sayin' Puff ain't never beat up Steve Stoute

Truth first, Terror Squad shoot first

War with me and you guaranteed to leave the Earth

I'm dressed to kill, my **** rep for real

Joe Crack's back like I never had a deal

Hungry as shit, it don't get more lovely than this

Blow a hole through your ribs just for runnin' your lips

The streets' a trip, either you deep or you sleep with the fish

I keep a fifth for them **** that seekin' to flip

We're brave in the heart (Playin' a part)

Amazingly smart

(Remember Pun?) That's the Ghetto God

We're brave in the heart, playin' a part

Amazingly smart (Big Pun, forever, do you understand? Forever)