Nas - Eat These Bullets (Bonus Track) lyrics

Turn that sh** up, Brave---hearts, Ill Will (Bravehearts) (Chorus) X2 'Cause it's drug dealing, cat peeling Police always looking for me A warrant? Is you retarded? Eat these bullets n***a We Bravehearted [Jungle] Could you believe the D's found out about the h**n Crime organize, everyday n***a selling 'em Bundles for Jungle, people gotta die We come through and jump you, dump out that .45 So many individuals is put in critical It's f**ing pitiful, you snitch, gotta get rid of you Shootouts in the morning, drive-bys at night Even the police is scared of the Bravehearts gun fights [Wiz] FBI cointel for all my n***as we deep Diss your attorney, is this for my n***as while they asleep Wire attach every clique on the phone when we speak f** them n***as! can't take my freedom of speech I've been k**ed ten n***as f** they think this is, I've been here living Under foul condition, SLAUGHTER! It's a mothaf**ing riot, watch it Now I'm reaching for them shells and guns up in the closet 'Cause I be... (Chorus) X2 [Wiz] Now it's a thousand n***as f**ed up in my city Now it's a thousand n***as f**ed up in yo city No pity, n***as turning them guns n blast 'em n toss 'em n***as turning them ones in millions and flossing Why ask why n***a, do what you do I k** a n***a for stealing, lay him and his whole crew 'Cause a n***a keep getting off slowly but more deadly f** it if n***as want it my nine then bring empty [Nas] Uh, I don't k** n***as no more, now I k** crackers Strong as Warren Sapp is, long as a giraffe is F-150's & F-250's, Governor, order me about two Bentleys From Rip Kaplan, I don't f** with Aspen's Too black for that, too tough for Hampton's Rock Hermes, turn heads Puff with Rasta hoes and skeet s**m in their dreads Body whoever leak words to the Feds My camaraderie from the streets will murder you dead Flee NYC when it's freezing To MIA, get this sh** My diamonds come with GIA certificates Y'all stones is clones, I'm full grown Hoes call my name on bullhorns In the middle of an NBA playoff Whatever n***a, we can face off Wet a n***a with the AK or-- Oops, I mean k** a cracker The truth, I'm the realest rapper Bravehearts running this sh** God's Son, Governor, LES, Jungle and Wiz (Chorus) X2