Warriors
Warren Hue & Seori Lyrics

Warriors with a big heart
People who are brave and have a kind, generous heart

No fear, come alive
They are not afraid and feel empowered

English class, I learned how to use commas
The singer learned about grammar when he was younger

Grew a bit older now I can't use commas
As he grew older, he stopped using grammar in the traditional sense

Blue dollars I swapped for the red, I'm too stylish
The singer has exchanged his old ways for new, stylish ones

Protect myself surrounded by the steels like canned food products
He protects himself with iron-like armor

All my life never had school problems, now the whole game like a food chart
The singer was never bullied in school, but now he sees the music industry as a hierarchy

And they got a section for new Madonnas and new pajamas
The music industry has a section for new artists and trends

Rappers be sleeping in the fish section there's new piranhas
Rappers are unaware of upcoming dangers in the industry

Bite your whole sound, like Shazam, I shocked the newcomers
He is able to take someone's sound and quickly make it his own

I'm not a doctor, I can't save this
He cannot fix the problems in the music industry

Even money, I buy the store, my clothes replaced it
He has so much money he can purchase entire stores and replace the clothes he already owns

See the hundreds layed on my bedside
He has a lot of money and it is visible by the amount of cash by his bedside

No, I'm not a wave, but I said bye to old habits
He is not just a trend, but he has made a conscious decision to leave past habits behind

Ledge high, I'm outstanding, high standards
He holds himself to a higher standard and is determined to achieve greatness

You weak rappers can't stand right
Other rappers cannot compete with his level of skill

You know my nan tight
His grandmother is close and supportive of him

She praying every damn night for me
His grandmother prays for him every night

I don't need fortune cookies, to tell me a message
The singer does not rely on superstition to receive a message

That just be faker than a plastic obsession
Fortune cookies are not genuine, just like people's obsession with plastic surgery

I make the bank from expressions
He makes his money from artistic expression

I learned a lot from the lessons that my grandparents were stressing me about
His grandparents taught him valuable lessons and he appreciates them for it

I don't need weapons to spit out the rounds, the world 'round filled with magazines
He does not need a weapon to fight back, but rather a platform to express himself

Comic books don't feature Asians with hella dreams
He is frustrated by the lack of diverse representation in media

I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off
The singer is angry and upset

Waiting for the rising heart
The singer waits for his big break

Crashing down
In contrast to the rising heart, he is faced with setbacks

Oh, your all
Others are not as driven as him

Feels so unusual
He feels that his drive is uncommon

I'm crying out to
The singer is asking for others to support him

Ay, your chopsticks for the paper, my chopsticks gave us power
He uses chopsticks metaphorically to represent how he gains power differently from others

I'll bow down, but I bow when the chop hit, on your temple
He is willing to bow, but only when he feels the need to hit back hard with force

My temple stands on respect, your temple used for the net
He values respect, while others only care about online followings

Your temple used for the clout, your temple hangs around clowns
Others are only in it for the fame and surround themselves with negative influences

My temple hangs around clouds, 88, that's the set that I rep
He surrounds himself with positivity and represents the group, 88

Everywhere is a set for you, get your clothes and get dressed
Others are not as authentic and just follow trends

Ay, you an actor, you a phony (ay)
Others are fake and act like someone they are not

I'm champion where's the trophy, I'll grab the mic, so you'll know me
He is successful and has proven himself, but still wants recognition

In the studio feel like I'm sitting down on some coach seats (yeah, yeah)
He is comfortable and at ease in the studio

I'm by my lonely, you're the best? Better show me
He is alone and doubts others who claim to be the best

Your Louis Vuitton for showpiece
Others only wear fancy clothes for show

My Louis fit on me cozy, I go deep (deep)
He wears luxury clothing comfortably and has a deeper level of thought