Warriors

[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