Braveheart (Feat. Havoc, Illa J, T3 & YOUNG RJ)

[Hook: T3]
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

[Verse 1: Young RJ]

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 [bad word] 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

[Hook]

[Verse 2.1 :T3]
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 [bad word] s got to see I'm astounding, I'm a downers , over [bad word] walk on type rope and still new balanced do what I do thats challenge [bad word] s [bad word] with me on this planet
It ain't all smoke and phone cameras
It all good Its outlandish  [bad word] 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

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Money all kinda ways
Hating niggas looking at the kid sideways
Cause everyday like a friday
So [bad word] em all what i say
Long as the pies made everything hi grade
Ak arms reach wherever i lay
I'm dat [bad word] 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
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

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Illa J]
You can't find a [bad word] thats braver than me never
Ain't a [bad word] hotter then me even with 3 sweaters
Get as much nookie as i got as a rookie with these cleaver
Lines that i spit like darts
So psycho on the microphone now i wake up like
Did i bite that shark rip it apart
Why did i bite that spark in the middle of the day
And why didn't i wait til dark
Cause I'mma beast and I'm on a feast and i came to eat your heart
What the [bad word] is this
Hannibal lector cannibalistic [bad word] that I'm [bad word] wit
Now the microphone so hot i need a oven mitt
Rewind my verse to the top
I know you loving it
And if I'm not i gotta start rewriting it
Go under my hood and start rewiring
And all you lose screws getting fired
I hope its understood we not rehiring
You might as well just go a head and get a job at coney island
While i vacation in Ireland