[Hook: Zee]
Bruised knee, who are we?
We be in these concerts like Bruce Lee
Bruised knee, who are we?
Demons fade away like two, three
Bruised knee, who are we?
Prayed up in the word, that's a two piece
Bruised knee, who are we?
Came out of praying, that’s a new me

[Verse 1: Zee]
Prayed up, I just came out the secret place
Lot of cash on his hands, Imma seek His face
Fall short, every day, I'm in need of grace
The battle is spiritual, that's a kingdom way
Been in the presence, like it’s Christmas time
Walk up out of praying, and it's witness time
Lookin' for a lost soul, I be gettin' mine
Imma preach the gospel, where they sniffin' lines
Never been the same, since that light hit me
Time with the Father, keep the light in me
Can't pray low, you ain't never gonna fight with me
You ain't in the dojo, you ain’t tryna ride wit me, oh
Bruised knees, bruised knees, gotta spend time with the true king
Fill me with the word, speak through me
Been on guard, ’cuz the devil tryna swoop me
Ye, though I walk through the valley of shadow
I won't let the devil run me like Geppetto
Preach the good news to the streets and the ghettos
I’m stacking up riches, ain't talking denaro
Could you not stay awake and just pray wit me?
Could you not stay awake and be mislaid wit me?
Could you not pick up your bible and spray wit me?
Could you not get on your knees and praise wit me? (Huh?)
[Hook: Zee]
Bruised knee, who are we?
We be in these concerts like Bruce Lee
Bruised knee, who are we?
Demons fade away like two, three
Bruised knee, who are we?
Prayed up in the word, that's a two piece
Bruised knee, who are we?
Came out of praying, that's a new me

[Verse 2: Bryann T]
Watch the way I hit ’em with the nunchucks
Hey now, stay down for the come up
Who cares, if the devil want to run up
All the bible told us is the [?] 'bout to jump up
Bend you knee cap back for your subject
Quit asking God to put some money in your cash strap
If anything, you need to bag it up and trash that
Wickedness and greed should be exactly where the trash at
Who's you, who me?
Double trouble, double portion, like there's two of me
Demon trippin', 'cuz they don't know what to do wit me
Matter fact, there ain't nothin' that they could do to me
First fast, then feast, 'fore you try to eat, let your flesh sleep
Spirit, man, strong, when you're flesh weak
Supernatural, overflow, that'll take you into next week
It ain't no secret, you can tell that I love Jesus
Born again believer, tryna reach the unbeliever
Everybody know, that I'm a different type of preacher
Throat so sick, you would think I had a fever
Popcorn prayer, man, that really not prayer
While you talk about that person, but you never not there
You speaking repetition that you learn from your tradition
You forgot about the posture and the heart of your position
What you know about prayin' on your faith? (Huh?)
Knees start to hurt, legs start to ache
What you know about God, give me strength?
Move yourself out the way, and give God His space
What you know about trust and obey?
When you wait through the day, you keep faith through the day
What you know about mountains that move?
The only gonna move, when you get your knees bruised
[Hook: Zee]
Bruised knee, who are we?
We be in these concerts like Bruce Lee
Bruised knee, who are we?
Demons fade away like two, three
Bruised knee, who are we?
Prayed up in the word, that's a two piece
Bruised knee, who are we?
Came out of praying, that's a new me

[Verse 3: Antwoine Hill]
Bruised knees, ooh-wee
Tell Satan, that's a wrap, like coogie
You would know it ain't cap, if you knew me
Devil get to trippin' on his top like a tou-pee
I mean, toupee, man I be trippin'
I'm saying that I'm tryna get to heaven when I finish
God, got me shinin' like a chrome rack finished
When my whole life sippin', now my whole life different
Yeah, they tell it wit the flow, so clean when I'm spittin'
Gettin' lean kind of fitted, got my jeans fittin' different
But God get the glory, whole team in the trenches
On the scene wit the business, quarantine couldn't limit
Beat goin' dumb, Mr. B must've did it
Hook me up wit Zee, brother B know I'm wit it
And I ain't tryna scheme, Charlie Sheen wit the women
I just pray his soul clean, like Febreeze with the lemon
[Hook: Zee]
Bruised knee, who are we?
We be in these concerts like Bruce Lee
Bruised knee, who are we?
Demons fade away like two, three
Bruised knee, who are we?
Prayed up in the word, that's a two piece
Bruised knee, who are we?
Came out of praying, that's a new me