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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bravehearts
Bravehearts
Performer
Nas
Nas
Performer
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jabari Jones
Jabari Jones
Lyrics
Michael Epps
Michael Epps
Composer
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Composer
Jonathan Smith
Jonathan Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Kevin Crause
Kevin Crause
Mixing Engineer
Zack Odom
Zack Odom
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Bravehearts, yeah
That boy, Nas, yeah
Me? I'm your boy, Lil Jon, yeah
Right now, we gon' talk about these ****, yeah
That's got a lotta mouth, what? (Yeah)
But when it's time to do some shit, they foldin' (Yeah)
These **** foldin' and shit, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I know your type, I know your kind, you're (Quick to back down)
You be leavin' when it's drama (Quick to back down)
Fuckin' fake-ass **** (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
You, your whole crew, you're (Quick to back down)
Y'all don't want none of this, you're (Quick to back down)
And I hate y'all ****, you're (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
[Verse 3]
First of all, this is Nas, I'm a Braveheart veteran
And y'all already know who I'm better than
Me, I know the beef in the hood, it'll never end
Never hit the club unless I gets my Beretta in
The letter "N," short for Nasir
More drama than the President with North Korea
Gettin' crunk with Lil Jon, he the livest in the South
Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth
Cowards I despise and my power keep on risin'
**** try to hate me, but they keep recognizin'
Who's the next label I'ma bury? CEOs, rappers and A&Rs
Go to the rap cemetery
And you all got guns, but you're scared to use 'em
Six million ways to die, ****, choose one
I'm a Braveheart, I'll be right here
Y'all talk shit, but I smell fear, motherfuckers
[Verse 4]
I know your type, I know your kind, you're (Quick to back down)
You be leavin' when it's drama (Quick to back down)
Fuckin' fake-ass **** (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
You, your whole crew, you're (Quick to back down)
Y'all don't want none of this, you're (Quick to back down)
And I hate y'all ****, you're (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
[Verse 5]
Ayo, all these ****, they afraid of the Bravehearts
I take a razor, open your face up
I tried to tell these **** we don't play
I run up on you broad day with a AK
Cornball, I could make your heartbeat stop
Pop-pop, your body drop from a couple shots
When you see me in the street, we can handle the beef
If you see me in jail, you know you dead meat
I be fightin' and stabbin', shootin' and laughin'
My ratchet blasts on top of you bastards
Committin' sins in Cincinnati, Lil'll drive by in the all-black Caddy
A twenty-one gun salute, your last words be
"Please, Jungle, don't shoot"
Pussy, I'll put a slug between your eyes
And stand there and watch your punk-ass die
[Verse 6]
I know your type, I know your kind, you're (Quick to back down)
You be leavin' when it's drama (Quick to back down)
Fuckin' fake-ass **** (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
You, your whole crew, you're (Quick to back down)
Y'all don't want none of this, you're (Quick to back down)
And I hate y'all ****, you're (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
[Verse 7]
I'm fuckin' with them Bravehearts
Huh, my **** is comin', we just don't stop
You **** is runnin'? I'm just gon' pop
I twist up my gun up and slap your mouth
With Lil Jon down South
My religion is green, motherfucker, too late
Since birth, I'm cursed, the worst motherfucker in the state
Time and time again, you **** back down, laugh now
Fuck your numbers, ****, y'all all fake
The hunt is on, fuck if I'm wrong, test my dead-arm robbery
Heavily armed, might leave him gone, bang 'im, duff 'im
Actin' like he don't know what's goin' on, hang 'im, rush 'im
Get his clown-ass, his teammates wrong
And, oh, he got a .22?
Give 'im the gauge, the Brave way
God ain't gon' save his bitch-ass today
Wait, I'm a Braveheart, I'll be right here
Y'all talk shit, but I smell fear, motherfuckers
[Verse 8]
I know your type, I know your kind, you're (Quick to back down)
You be leavin' when it's drama (Quick to back down)
Fuckin' fake-ass **** (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
You, your whole crew, you're (Quick to back down)
Y'all don't want none of this, you're (Quick to back down)
And I hate y'all ****, you're (Quick to back down)
Soggy cornflake ****, you're (Quick to back down)
Written by: Jabari Jones, Jonathan Smith, Michael Epps, Nasir Jones
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