[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
Tell 'em I'm about to come up out the show
Carry my baby wherever my baby need to go

As they take advantage of corridors, get away from hell
Carry in here baby, tell me what ya need to know


[Bizzy:] Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]


[over Chorus: Bizzy]
Turn that %#@! up, turn the vocals up, $#&@ 'em

Let's get this %#@! started baby
This why I like this %#@!, it's like this


[Bizzy Bone:]
I feel 'em rushin on me, jumpin on me, don't fall baby (hey)
I see the (*##$es in the military, don't call baby

It be so hot up in the kitchen let us pray before the luncheon
Destiny praise God, we warriors, 7 crunch ya
Crack the devil's head (ha ha)

Crack the devil's head; whylin out, pandemonium
Crack the devil's head, whyle out, pandemonium
Official rapper's suspicion, it's like I'm on the podium, podium

Buck the money y'all, yeah
That's the season, that's the season
Now my season, season goes through the people with the evil

They don't rule %#@!, bull%#@!, evil won't meet the reaper
Latch gate keeper
They couldn't even tie the laces on Jesus sneakers

Warrior with a speaker
Cause we are warriors, warriors, warriors


[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone:]

They tryin to reach ya with them old school tactics, make us strong
But when the karma comes back in other physical forms
Tell 'em man up, stand up, sit down, hands up

Hit that, smoke that, dope fingers, that slug (*##$
So what if I strap with the warfare, everybody is here for the sightly change
People in physical war, only the Lord is keepin me sane

Above with the grain, in the go-go with the love
With the Lord you know we got him, in the name of our lord and savior Jesus
We never stoppin, tell 'em we never won't tumble but think what they did

They humble about love but love is here
We struggle up over the form for fears
We struggle up all the sin of queer, we live outta here, open the beer

Get to the finish the realish to get, realish to get, realish to get
Warriors


[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone:]

By the grace of God - tell 'em about the... out the show
Carry my baby, tell 'em I'm 'bout to come up out the show
Carry my baby, wherever you need to go

Carry my baby wherever my baby need to go

So we warriors comin to spit it without no princess

Plenty $#&@in piano got your brain spittin senseless
We represent this, throw up your trigger finger now
And ain't no weapon formed against us, (*##$es love my style

But it'd be realer if you really love me
And I ain't never want a woman, just a woman love me
Let me convey, baby I ain't no physical game

In sucker love they tell they homie put the stick away, let me convey
Warriors


[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone:]

By the grace of God, by the grace of God
Cause we are warriors - by the grace of God
Tell 'em I'm about to, tell 'em I'm about to

Tell 'em I'm about to, tell 'em I'm about to
Cause we are warriors

[Chorus]


[Outro: Bizzy Bone]
By the grace of God, and by the grace of God
And by the grace of God, praise Jesus Christ
Cause we are warriors, cause we are warriors
Warriors, warriors, warriors, warriors

One, in the name, of our lord and savior Jesus Christ
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit amen
That %#@! is just rappin what you do