Quick to Back Down

Yeah Bravehearts Yeah That boy Nas Yeah Me I'm your boy Li'l Jon Yeah Right now we going to talk about these niggas Yeah That's got a lot of mouth, what Yeah But when it's time to do some shit (Yeah) They folding, these niggas is folding and shit Know what I'm talking 'bout, like paper (Yeah) I know your type I know your kind ya Quick to back down You be leaving when there's drama Quick to back down Fucking fake ass nigga Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down You ya whole crew ya Quick to back down Y'all don't want none of this ya Quick to back down And I hate y'all niggas ya Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down First of all this is Nas I'm a braveheart veteran And y'all already know who I'm better than Y'all know the beef in the hood it'll never end Never hit the club unless I get's my Berretta in The letter N, short for Nasir More drama than the President with North Korea Gettin' krunk wit L'il Jon, he da livest in the south Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth Cowards I despise and my power keeps on risin' Niggas try to hate me but they keep recognizin' Who's the next label I'ma bury CEO's, rappers and A&R's go to the rap cemetery And ya all got guns but ya scared to use 'em Six million ways to die, nigga choose one I'm a Braveheart I'll be right here Y'all talk shit but I smell fear, motherfucker I know your type I know your kind ya Quick to back down You be leaving when there's drama Quick to back down Fucking fake ass nigga Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down You ya whole crew ya Quick to back down Y'all don't want none of this ya Quick to back down And I hate y'all niggas ya Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down Ay yo, all these niggas they afraid of the Bravehearts I'll take a razor open your face up I tried to tell these niggas we don't play I run up on you broad day with a A.K Cornball I can make your heart beat 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 fighting and stabbin', shootin' and laughin' My ratchet blast on top of you bastards Committin' sins in Cincinnati We'll drive by in all black Caddy's A 21 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 I know your type I know your kind ya Quick to back down You be leaving when there's drama Quick to back down Fucking fake ass nigga Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down You ya whole crew ya Quick to back down Y'all don't want none of this ya Quick to back down And I hate y'all niggas ya Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down I'm fuckin' wit them, Bravehearts My niggas is coming we just don't stop Yall niggas is running I'm just goin' pop I twist up my gun up and slap your mouth With Li'l Jon down south My religion is green motherfucker too late Since birth I'm cursed, the worst motherfucker in da state Time and time again you niggas back down, laugh now Fuck ya numbers nigga 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 him, duff him Actin' like he don't know what's going on Hang 'em rush 'em, get his clown ass his teammates wrong And oh he got a 22, give him the gauge the brave way God ain't going to save his bitch ass today Wait, I'm a Braveheart I'll be right here Y'all talk shit but I smell fear, mothafuckas I know your type I know your kind ya Quick to back down You be leaving when there's drama Quick to back down Fucking fake ass nigga Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down You ya whole crew ya Quick to back down Y'all don't want none of this ya Quick to back down And I hate y'all niggas ya Quick to back down Soft and cornflake nigga ya Quick to back down