carry my baby

Singer: 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

yeah

yeah

turn that shit up

turn the vocals up

fuck 'em

let's get this shit started baby

this why i like this shit

it's like this

i feel 'em rushin on me

jumpin on me

don't fall baby

i see the bitches 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

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 shit

bullshit

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

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 bitch

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

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 fuckin piano got your brain spittin senseless

we represent this

throw up your trigger finger now

and ain't no weapon formed against us

bitches 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

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

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 shit is just rappin what you do

Lyric Context: carry my baby - bizzy bone