| May the Lord have mercy on my soul
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| Forgive me for my fetishes, my purchases, my clothes
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| Allow me to catch my rhythm so the nervousness just goes
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| That’s why I sound so certain in my verses and my flows
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| The verbiage gets merciless this wordsmithness just rolls
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| I’ve tuned into my pertinence, my purposes, my goals
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| The feeling when you realize you’ve been working for your foes
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| And the curtains have just opened and they worthlessness exposed
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| You remember where you came from, where the purchases was stole
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| There was nothing in the oven and just work up on the stove
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| And you blossomed from the bottom, yeah, you worked with it and rose
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| From nothing to a dozen and a gardener there grows
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| Tell 'em!
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| Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart (That's me)
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| Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart
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| (Yessir)
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| Brave heart
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| (Yeah I got that) Brave heart
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| (You know) Brave heart
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| May the Lord have mercy on my soul
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| Like Scholls keep cushion where I land
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| Keep the devil off my heels
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| But please keep me on my toes
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| Like a reposessor checking for everything I drove
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| Like I owe, but I don’t
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| Paid my dues from the go
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| Doing donuts in the door, keep my shoes on the floor
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| Revered by the rich, plus approved by the poor
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| I’ve been sped up where they sniff it
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| (I've been sped up where they sniff it)
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| And screwed up where they pour
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| See I flew so way up high
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| And I SCUBA’d way down low
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| Put the top down on my fears
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| Put the roof up on my woes
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| I dropped that food and liquor to put you up on my stove
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| They shoplifted and stole
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| That just let me know they know
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| That was Lupe #1 now this version #4
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| And I still feel like a virgin me versus the globe
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| From the surface to the core
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| I took on the biggest wave
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| And I surfed it to the shore with no pomade in my fro
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| Took the wood from the slave ships and furnished my abode
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| That boat is now my bed, desk, dressers and my drawers
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| Now that’s a house of pain!
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| Plus I use nooses when I hang up all my clothes
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| Couldn’t change up if I chose
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| That’s me
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| Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart (That's me)
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| Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart
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| (Yessir)
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| Brave heart
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| (Yeah I got that) Brave heart
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| (You know) Brave heart
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| May the lord have…
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| Mercy on my soul |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brave Heart , by - Lupe Fiasco. Song from the album Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп