Heart [Deluxe Edition]

Too many niggas talk hard then shit bricks when the beef hits
 Fight night, where are you?
 Behind anotha nigga like an eclipse
 Real cats throw down while you hide your paws
 You as soft as the gauze paramedics gon' wrap round yo' jaw
 How you act up, don't back up your words just yo nerve
 In a room full of goons you and yo' crew are hors d'oeuvres
 Please, don't act like no killa if you ain't no gorilla
 Real apes break limbs and your heart got sap flowin' in it
 Let me pull you off to the side so you can get slapped for a minute
 You plus this otha nigga don't equal Popeye on spinach
 Ooh, who told you that?
 That's fo' sho' loose rap
 I'll take my knuckles and make you a brand new hat
 Look too hard for beef, end up with a brand in ya back
 Take a stand or take the stand and say, "He did that."
 It's yo' choice my friend, it's yo' voice my friend
 That's done got you inside this predicament
 What do you do?
 :
 Howled out yo mouth, buncha bitches and hoes
 The realest of real niggas know how this goes
 Talkin' all bow like you control the scene
 You're mean, but what does this mean?
 Big mouth, e'rry night, e'rry fight, a nigga there, front row
 Instigatin' like Satan, but facin' no blows
 You talk it, but beat round the bush like a lez
 No Grandmaster Flash, never been round no ledge
 So you beat on the girls, beat on yo chest
 And when shit get tense, a nigga be on his best
 A bit of suspense, a nigga be in his dress
 See stress, you turnin' princess
 What do you do?
 Can't let people know you a tool
 And Jonas Brothers are rock harder than you
 So you cold front like the leader of cool
 And the king in the Legion of Fools
 What do you do?