Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Braveheart, artist - Slum Village. Album song Evolution, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ne'Astra
Song language: English
Braveheart |
And they say, we carnivores |
Savage |
Been raised by wolves |
No complaints |
It made us us |
No praise just breaks and hooks |
Braveheart |
Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack |
Get that money then double it back |
Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack |
Get that money then double it |
Braveheart |
Muy… Grande/cudjo of tha pack |
Black suits reservoir dogs shovels in the back |
Digga ditch quicker dont let that liquor get u exposed |
Or feel that heat nigga 500 on the stove |
Dont make me go in beastmode Benicio |
Lyrical Wes Craven so official |
Can’t stop it, its new 2 u so foreign |
Seventh Son stay shining/ Jack Torrence |
Slice ya spleen like a wolverine flee the scene like |
Will Randall walkin with a guillotine scream |
If u wanna it just make my adrenaline rush |
Ima life editor… predator |
Meet the messenger that ain’t no metaphor |
Leave u needin medical attention lookin pitiful |
Beast with the beats on these streets J Incredible |
Throw u 2 the dogs let them feast on ya skeletal |
Mine is loin with a electrical void of appliance half live half dead frankstein |
science |
Dissect it, still don’t know what i am, more like spirt of detroit in climate |
in rhymes |
Survived when I dived I was in the great lakes, never drowning I knew how work |
with my surroundings |
Nigga’s got to see I’m astounding, I’m a downers, over bullshit walk on type |
rope and still new balanced do what I do thats challenge nigga’s fuck with me |
on this planet |
It ain’t all smoke and phone cameras |
It all good Its outlandish, nigga's straight they slanted, these a friends they |
addicts, this ain’t how I feel it, its basic mechanics |
Brave hearted, when with the will from the dearly departed, yeah we got it nailed |
its the pros against the novice, yeah we eating well from the scales against |
carcass |
Money all kinda ways |
Hating niggas looking at the kid sideways |
Cause everyday like a friday |
So fuck em all what i say |
Long as the pies made everything hi grade |
Ak arms reach wherever i lay |
I’m dat nigga what you trying say |
We can make it happen hadle that right away |
I ain’t trying to let the beef linger none |
Get up on you i ain’t have to lift a finger son |
Show you how to bleed a lung |
Send you to the essence see you son |
A long kiss goodnight, niggas curios i show you what it look like |
What it cook like all day hood life |
Niggas money missing homie get ya books right |
You can’t find another nigga that’s braver than me never |
Ain’t a nigga hotter than me, even with three sweaters |
Get as much nookie as I got as a rookie with these clever |
Lines that I spit like darts |
So psycho on the microphone now I wake up like |
Why did I bite this shark? |
Rip it apart? |
And why did I light this spark in the middle of the day |
And why didn’t I wait till dark? |
‘Cause I am a beast and I’m on the feast |
I came to eat your heart |
What the fuck is this |
Hannibal Lector, cannibalistic shit that I’m fucking with |
Now the microphone so hot I need an oven mitt |
Rewind my verse to the top |
I know ya loving it |
There’s no way that I can stop, I gotta keep it going |
Till I feel that I am killing it |
And if I’m not I gotta start rewriting it |
Go under my hood and start rewiring |
And all you loose screws getting fired |
And I hope it’s understood we not rehiring |
You might as well just go and get a job at Coney Island |
While I vacation in Ireland |