Lyrics: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Eisa Davis
Music: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Eisa Davis
Producer: Mike Elizondo/Lin-Manuel Miranda/Eisa Davis
How beautiful
Wow, beautiful
Welcome to our getaway East Village loft
Tasteful graffiti on the walls
Three locks on the doors
Have a seat, our home is yours
Mi casa, su casa, que pasa
We've got some food on the way
Stay (Beautiful)
Rest your brain, let me take you on a tour
Marble and obsidian décor
Are we in the same city anymore?
Far away from the nitty-gritty four-
-Teenth streets, no mean streets, there's clean sheets
Upstairs if you think you're gonna stay and play (Beautiful)
I smell good cookin' and I haven't had a bite all night
Hey!
They're so good lookin' that I don't know who to decide I like
Ho!
Fellas! They call me Cowgirl 'cause I like to ride
She likes to ride
And when I ride, I ride all night
Step back, see the whole piece
Step back, see it catch the light
Slow down, see the details
Slow down, you've been running all night
Every subway in the city has graffiti, so speedy that you never see the pieces right
Never in quarters this tight
After sprinting from fistfight to fistfight now
Step back, take a look at the pretty boys
, wonder why they brought us here
See them try to satisfy our hunger
Our lust, our nerves, our fear
Every gang in the city wants to kill us
, but these pretty boys wanna keep us safe from it all
Step back, see the whole scene
We got you with your back to the wall
So you're the Warriors
The doors are locked and the exit's blocked
The famous Warriors
Cowgirl's getting busy in the corner
So you shot Cyrus
The knives are out as the night goes south, but there's time to shout
Warriors!
We got you, hey
Watch for the knives
Run for your lives
Why did you kill Cyrus? Hey
Head for the window, it's gotta be over a fire escape
Who hurt you?
Ow, he bit me!
Aw ****, you shittin' me?
Now who will inspire us?
Gotta be quick
Watch 'em drop with a kick to the dick or the kidney
Who hurt you?
Why'd you kill Cyrus?
Break through the glass to the fire escape
Who hurt you?
Why'd you kill Cyrus?
Try a bit of this chair to the face!
희망을 죽인건 너
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Don't let them go
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Oh, shit!
Would you come back inside?
That pretty boy just bit me!
Climb down, climb down, climb down
Stay inside
We want you! Can we talk, boo? We won't stop till we got you
Hurry your ass down
No, would you come back inside?
That was a close one!
We shoulda stayed waitin' back at the station, the lesson?
Never follow a beautiful face to a second location
He bit me!
They thought we killed Cyrus
Are you ****in' kiddin' me?
They sounded like sirens
Beautiful, we got you
Recording Assistant: Alex Wilder/Erica Block
Keyboard: Lin-Manuel Miranda
Horn Arrangement: Lin-Manuel Miranda
Drums: Abe Laboriel Jr.
Piano: Philip Towns
Vocals: Daniel Jikal/Gizel Jiménez/Joshua Henry/Kenita Miller/Phillipa Soo/Sasha Hutchings/Stephen Sanchez/Timothy Hughes
Bass: Mike Elizondo
Electric Guitar: Jonny Fung
Supervisor: Craig Kallman/Craig Rosen/Lin-Manuel Miranda/Nas
Artist Production Coordinator: Pete Ganbarg/Riggs Morales
Mastering Engineer: Chris Gehringer
Trombone: Roy Agee
Recording Engineer: Justin Francis
Vocal Recording Engineer: Joey Raia
Drum Programming: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Mike Elizondo
Vocal Recording: Kurt Crowley
Brass: Neil Konouchi
Mixing Engineer: Justin Francis