Fat Jack, DJ Drez, Moka Only, Prevail, Madchild - Warriors lyrics

You got butterflies in your stomach
You’re nervous with dry mouth
Locked jaw, stage fright, writers block
Timeout grab the mic
Apply force light it like July 4th
The sound of the crowd gets me
High like I’m on timewarp
Psychedelic elegant beats from the elephant
Raw benevolent teachers of anything relevant
Laws of probability, laws of average
Laws of gravity
Displacement show that I’m massive (Heavy)
I sustain my energy through my caloric intake
Minerals, vitamins, proteins
Fats and carbohydrates
I spike my insulin level by chomping on candy
Chopping down and slip pansies
With my Battleaxe family (warriors)
Pack ‘em in like a cannery
Sardines and aluminum harder than a marine
Sorry if there’s any confusion
The drill bit sergeant, skill saws, chainsaws
Y’all don’t want it so why
You starting arguments cous
‘cause all that does is lead to hypertension
Which makes me stress out
And start slicing tendons
Damaging nerve endings and
Crushing skeletal frames
They call me Prevail Wonder
What an incredible name

This is an improved movement
Darkness descends upon a profound process
Impossible to stop this
Personality conflicts, articulate rage
I’ll take a step back quick
Pick a particular phase
Please throw away the keys
I need to be locked away
‘Cause of the brightness of my night
And the darkness of my day
I’m on a different page but I’m a team player
I can’t abandon my family
That wouldn’t be fair
I’m trying to repair broken
Dreams while focusing
I can’t ignore the fact that most
People ain’t dope as me
It’s hopeless if you even think
Of trying to start shit i’m throwing heat
You’ll need the fire department
With the wildest swordman of style
Hide in your fortress
File the report ‘cause Madchild is corporate
But, you can’t separate me from the dark arts
Ice in my veins
Cold blooded with a sharks heart
Professions of a dangerous mind but this
Ain’t really me no more
I’m doing things you never seen before

Yeah last to rap, let me take a stab at it
I’m math magic, I’m addicted to bad habit's
Simple life, I don’t drive a still cabin
But when opportunity knocks I will grab
It and twist it’s motherfucking throat
I’m pent up
Content ‘til I spent every little red cent up
My mission is to glisten and gleam
And get burned like kerosene
I’m so embarrassing to your self-esteem
Y’all scared for bitch reasons look at it
The game ain’t changed for six seasons
For this reason I’m down with heavy weights
Who still style and still kill
Never hesitate
Fat Jack, I’ve been feeling your
Shit for a minute, and a half
So let’s hit it to win it and the cash
LA’s finest, BC’s most prestigious
The mammal and the elephant like, "Holy
Sweet Jesus"