Home Of The Brave Featuring Slimm Calhoun lyrics

[Big Boi]

Yeah

Its going all the way down

Aquemeni Records, Killer Mike, Slimm Calhoun

Just because your wearing a Braves` jersey

doesn`t mean we on the same team you playin` on bitch

Cool and Dre on the track, run it

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]

Since last heard I`m still Randy Moss

and I still catch a beat runnin` when its tossed

and often light green kiss my ass to coffin

Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths(?) and

cut the bull then I`m seven duece Impala whore dance

Ambidexterious juggle pretty girls and they friendly fifty friends

hit Jamacia rollin` papers turning up spotta benz

City corners I`ve been in a duece double O three Benz

I`m sittin` on those dubs twins

I`m from the city where kiddies ride on dope rims

It`s where niggaz snap shot and they ain`t takin` pictures mista

I`m well equipped to hit ya`, same birthday as Hitler

I`ll getcha

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Hey we rep that A

A T L A N T A state of G A

G A G A home of the brave

home of the brave G A G A

home of the brave

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

I got a Tahoe, and a Tahoe

she work out fit like Taebo

Get my findy(?) Air Force Ones

shit wait I`m so old

Last one to Louie Fitoine skins on my timbo`s

Gettin` blown in a limo, that`s my M.O.

Roll next presidential, get a pistol to your temple

I`ll let it faint, leave your brain lingering in limbo

Southern fried that`s how I ride, creed on simple

Kill `em all let God seperate good from evil

You faggots do it for glory

Y`alls just do it for my people

I`m grand national built beautiful and legal

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Slimm Calhoun]

A town down Braves started cap from the land of the made

ain`t no hard atrap after depts of the dungeon

We livin` artifacts where niggaz rip chickens

talk bricks, keep an artist strapped

Flame throwers got us hot in the spot

wreckin these dog tails through red dog stripe

It`s like all hell, block cells

make bail and it`s back to these crooks and cakes jumpin` at next cell

What you know about the way the whales

kiss it your body scaled

I`m `bout to hit by the box of tens through the mail

then reply beaten twelve sickness spinnin` on twenty-ones

We produce many guns, we spittin` at anyones

Disrespect (?) little bows

and I`ll cock and explode up

Take me to the grave, grave, home of the brave

[Chorus]

[Killer Mike]

So slums, so sligh, nigga (i`m) straight ducked

you can ask my baby`s mother she`ll tell you niggaz shit

He the type to fuck a bitch

rob that bitch`s baby brother

[Slimm Calhoun]

And I`m the type to rip ya bitch leave the shit up under your covers

(?) blessing from sin

New recrutes we in it again

rap so hard we flippin` again

walkin` dubs on the benz

[Killer Mike]

One, two, crack fiend

three on boys street jeans

Four full blown hit the scene

five like trap (?)

Like a thick hoe in sassy jeans

rub her right she`ll cream

Fuck her right moan and scream

killer kill out on (?)

[Slimm Calhoun]

Swervin`, servin`, bouncin` the buttons

like 5 5 9 truck somethin`

Two glock nines round dumpin`

round my hip strap ain`t jumpin`

Keep my bitch dunkin` somethin`

be outlawed bangin` `em down for bustin`

[Chorus] - repeat to fade
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