Warriors lyrics

[Chorus: Seori]

Warriors with a big heart

No fear come alive

Warriors with a big heart

No fear come alive

Warriors with a big heart

No fear

Come alive

Come alive

[Verse 1: Warren Hue]

English class, I learned how to use commas

Grew a bit older now I can't use commas

Blue dollars I swapped for the red I'm too stylish

Protect myself, surrounded by the shield

Like canned food products

All my life, never have school problems

Now the whole game like a food chart, and they got a section

For nеw Madonnas and new pajamas

Rappers be sleeping in thе fish section there's new piranhas

Bite your whole sound like Shazam

I shocked the newcomers

I am not a doctor, I can't save this

Even money, I buy the store my clothes replaced it

Seen a hundred laid on my bedside

Know I'm not a wave, but I said bye, to old habits

Ledge high, I'm outstanding, high standards

You weak rappers can't stand right

You know my nan tight

She prayin' every damn night for me

She prayin' every damn night for me

Every damn night for me

I don't need fortune cookies to tell me a message

I just be faker than a plastic obsession

I make the bank from expressions

I learned a lot from a lessons

That my grandparents were stressing me about

I don't need weapons to spit out the rounds

The world round filled with magazines

Cover books don't feature Asians with hella dreams

I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, yeah

I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, yeah

[Chorus: Seori]

Warriors with a big heart

No fear come alive

Warriors with a big heart

No fear come alive

Warriors with a big heart

No fear

Come alive

Come alive

[Bridge: Seori]

Waiting for the rising heart

Crashing down

Your all

Feels so unusual

I'm crying out to

[Verse 2: Warren Hue]

Ay

Your chopsticks for the paper

My chopsticks gave us power

I'll bow down, but I'll bow when the chop hit on your temple

My temple stands on respect

Your temple used for the net

Your temple used for the clout

Your temple hangs around clowns (Woah, woah, woah)

My temple hangs around clouds

88, that's the set I rep' everywhere is a set for you

Get your clothes and get dressed

Ay

You an actor, you a phony

I'm a champion with some trophies

I'll grab the mic so you know me

In the studio, feel like I'm sitting down on some coach seats

I'm by my lonely

"You're the best," better show me

Your Louis Vuitton for showpiece

My Louis fit on me, cozy, I go deep

[Outro: Warren Hue]

Uh yeah, uh, yeah

Uh, yeah

Cozy, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Hm, hm

Hm, hm

Yeah