if you’re sweatin’ us, we attack, all up in your grill
you fuck with these lion hearts and some blood is gonna spill
our minds are solid and our gaze is freezing cold
in a fit of rage we bust and break the hands that try to mold
low down and dirty don’t be mean muggin’ us
we’re the LION CREW, this is our den and we’re gonna bust
LION CREW, FREAK OUT!