Brave - Raz Simone

Watch what you say and watch what you hear

Cause niggas will cut the earlobe off of your ear

Just because you can go talking to peers

Or witness in court to add on to their years

The scariest dudes are the ones who have fear

They get nervous and scared and they never think clear

They think deep conversations are better with beer

I seldomly drink and I never did fear

God bless the child that pees the bed and can’t sleep at night

I know young litte niggas that sell dope, but can’t read or write

And rode in the slow classes, moving at the speed of light

We look to the angels for help but found out that demons can fly

That’s when a nigga had to leave the light;

dark side, I used the force

I’ve seen evil, but I’ve never seen Jesus, like I’ve never seen a unicorn

Disbelief, what is fate?

Should I just believe what these books say?

Don’t speak because I lay where these crooks lay

And dodging bad bitches on a good day

They looking at us, cause we next

Don’t worry about your bitch, boy

She’s too shallow for this deep sex

They fight, but can’t touch me

Like the hand that’s on T-Rex

I just got that moolah

Put that yada in that prex

Everybody wants to be brave

Living life with no fear

We try not to be afraid

But everyone’s a little scared

Prostitues getting raped by the cops in suits

The stories you don’t hear about

Cause they don’t make they way onto the news

Six years ago, six officers pulled her over and raped her

Now she’s calling me up crying

Cause another officer finger banged her

Heard a square say it’s not rape

If you fuck a prostitute and don’t pay her

God, please grant me the serenity

To not kill all of my enemies

Headshots, no injuries

Cause they can come back and remember me

I live life like I’m in a dream

Like I can’t die and I was given wings

I fly up high to the mountain top

Just so I can duke it out with God

Left, right, jacked up

Hook followed by an upper cut

Lightning thighs and a thunder butt

It’s the kryptonite to the God in us

Got the elephant in the room by the tusks

My life is such, Midas touch

Turn everything to gold like it’s rust

And make 'em feel that kick like I’m like the drums

Spike the punch, spiked rum

I’m the politest one

I hide the guns

Cause you never know when your time will come

Just don’t cross that line but once

I’d rather be the silent one in the bunch

Then the one that dies for speaking his mind too much