Bravehearts, bravehearts   Bravehearts, bravehearts   Bravehearts, bravehearts   Bravehearts      Now let's get it all in perspective   For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can step with   Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice   But I ain't five O, y'all know it's Nas yo      Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro   Only describe us as soldier survivors   Stay laced in the best, well dressed with finesse   In a white tee lookin' for wifey      Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely   Put her in the Coupe so she can feel the nice breeze   We can drive through the city no doubt   But don't say my car's topless say the titties is out      Newness here's the anthem put your hand up that you shoot with   Count your loot with, push the pool stick in your new crib   Same hand that you hoop with   Swing around like you stupid      King'a the town, yeah I been that   You know I click-clack where you and your men's at   Do the smurf, do the wop, baseball bat   Rooftop like we bringing 88 back      They shootin' aw made you look   You a slave to a page in my rhyme book   Gettin' big money, playboy your time's up   Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?      They shootin' aw made you look   You a slave to a page in my rhyme book   Gettin' big money, playboy your time's up   Where them gangstas at? Where them dimes at?      This ain't rappin', this is street-hop   Now get up off your ass like your seat's hot   My live niggas lit up the reefer   Trunk'a the car we got the streetsweeper      Don't start none, won't be none no reason for your mans to panic   You don't wanna see no ambulances   Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup   That's the way you get Timberland up      Let the music diffuse all the tention   Baller convention, free admission   Hustlers, dealers and killers'ca move swift   Girls get close, you'ca feel where the tool's kept      All my just-comin' homies, parolees   Get money, leave the beef alone slowly   Get out my face, you people so phony   Pull out my waist, the eagle fo-forty      They shootin' aw made you look   You a slave to a page in my rhyme book   Gettin' big money, playboy your time's up   Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?      They shootin' aw made you look   You a slave to a page in my rhyme book   Gettin' big money, playboy your time's up   Where them gangstas at? Where them dimes at?      Bravehearts, bravehearts   Bravehearts, bravehearts      I see niggaz runnin', yo my mood is real rude   I lay you out, show you what steel do   Mobsters don't box, my pump shot obliges   Every invitation to fight you punk asses      Like pun said, "You not even En Mi Clasa"   Make backspins, back seat, TV plasma   Ladies lookin' for athletes or rappers   Whatever you choose, whatever you do      Make sure he a thug and intelligent too   Like a real thorough bred is, show me love   Lemme feel how the head is   Females whose the sexiest is always the nastiest      And I like a little sassiness, a lotta class   Mommy reach in your bag, pass the fifth   I'm a lead ya at last, this a don you wit'   My nines'll spit, niggaz loose consciousness