Warriors – Warren Hue & Seori (from “Shang-Chi and The Legend of The Ten Rings” soundtrack)

[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

[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 steels like canned food products, all my life never had school problems, now the whole game like a food chart, and they got a section for new madonnas and new pajamas, rappers be sleep, in the fish section there’s new piranhas, bite your whole sound, like shazam, I shocked the new comers, I’m not a doctor I can’t save this, even money, I buy the store my clothes replaced it, see the hundreds layed on my bedside, know I’m not a wave, but I said bye, to old habits, ledge high, I’m outstanding, high standards, u weak rappers can’t stand right, u know my nan tight, she praying every damn night for me, every damn night for me

I don’t need fortune cookies, to tell me a message that be faker than a plastic obsession, I make the bank from expressions, I learned a lot from the 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
I’m pissed off, I’m pissed off

[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

Waiting for the rising heart
Crashing down
Your all
Feels so unusual
I’m crying out to
Warriors
Warriors
Warriors

[Warren Hue:]
Your chopsticks for the paper, my chopsticks gave us power, I’ll bow down, but I 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, my temple hangs around clouds, 88 that’s the set that I rep, everywhere is a set for you, get your clothes and get dressed you is an actor you phony, I’m champion where’s the trophy, I’ll grab the mic, so you’ll know me, in the studio feel like I’m sitting down on some coach seats, I’m by my lonely, your the best better show me, your Louis Vuitton for show piece, my Louis fit on me cozy, I go deep
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