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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jun'ichi Masuda
Jun'ichi Masuda
Sampled Artist
Nas
Nas
Sampled Artist
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Vocals
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

Bravehearts, Bravehearts Bravehearts, Bravehearts (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high Uh, fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know $uicide, death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four-door with no hoes Kickin' it toe to toe with the po-po All of the smoke that I blow, I'll become a no-show Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard got your ho froze in a snow globe Leave 'em hollerin', "Oh no", more so when I pour up When I glow up, don't show up You know what? Don't throw up the motherfuckin' set 59 on the gray, place a bet, slit wrist same color as the 'Vette, uh Cigarette smoke etiquette, forget the Old Testament I'm more reckless than the almighty Heaven sent Yeah, we never fuckin' met again, snake skin belt cuttin' off my blood flow (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) Check the motherfuckin' severance, jacket full of bullets, check the motherfuckin' letterman (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high Ticky-ticky time, that's why it's $uicide 'til the fuckin' afterlife Keepin' a fuckin' knife right next to the seat Thinkin' you wanna die when you move close to me Nosebleeds for the dope fiends sleepin' next to me Hopefully, I'ma just be in a bad dream But it seems that the codeine turned me into a dope fiend Now I'm ridin' in a nightmare as my mind screams For that mo' money, mo' murder, mo' junkies, mo' servin', mo' runnin' No turnin', no swervin' on an ice-cold road Yung $carecrow be lookin' like death row Blood-colored bathrobe with an ice-cold ho, ya know? (Bravehearts) 59 gray killers lookin' for a fuckin' homicide (Bravehearts) (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) life's a bitch, and then you die, that's why we get high (Bravehearts, Bravehearts) (Bravehearts, Bravehearts)
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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