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I am waiting for the one
us the righteous one
I am waiting for the one
us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the one?
With the of titans with your beauty enlighten us

Mama said it's a cruel world and I can't believe
Some of them things I've seen with my own eyes
Weak niggas frontin' like the strong guys fuckin' with Bone guys
Nigga you die, you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the

Off the chain and a muthafucking
You can me a hitman that's out here for hire
up blood 'til the world expires
Nigga's and it turned out
Ain't got no direction and don't which way to go

save your soul 'cause we all gotta struggle or strive
And that's survival
It's vital nigga better what to die for
Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and
Niggas be strapped with the and armor
Ready for whatever fuck the drama bitch what?

We can make a mil a mil tell me how that paper feel
Is he real, is he
Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the
Drive a brand new and no bills?

Fuckin' it will that's why I stay heated
'Cause I got to let 'em a nigga's needed
fuckin' with me while I'm weeded
Comin' with the beef nigga you eat it, eat it, eat it

I am for the righteous one
Enlighten us the one
Are you waiting for the righteous
With the faith of titans with beauty enlighten us

And you're so thuggish outta Columbus
Seen my Hey, remember me baby?
I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my
And got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady

Okay, say he schizophrenic and crazy
Back in the tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
And now my mama let's me down, she wouldn't up the phone
I'll it all on my own
But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it

I save then baby, on
Murderous, somebody when
I strike through the fields, dead
T-Rock done got shot got a glock for the artillery shop
Drop when the nigga pop and the party don't stop till call the cops

Somebody get the Bacardi, got to get to the block
You know it's me and my niggas, all the guerrillas,
I'm puttin' Biblical bop
Stay in rhythm my eye on the clock and tick-tock

I am for the righteous one
us the righteous one
I am for the righteous one

We got Mack-11's
Yellin' mo murda with the beam got lots of felons, bodies smellin'
Caught up in a 180 ah got and cannons involved
I'm barkin' just fuck with the 5th Dawg

Nigga we got a missile to haul off the guns
And a barreled
And all the body bags come the white chalk
while you on a mission my nigga better protect the chest
A super nigga bullet-proof vest nigga take it from me

You don't be sorry yet again
We don't another nigga-less army
So investing me with artillery satisfactory guaranteed
I ain't no con I'm a nigga that's waiting for some shit Nam
To pop off in my

When Kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof on fire
Hide all, you children in a dire
When I spark in the with a lighter
Light up and don't die in

was sitting on the backs of the lions
Somebody was drinking the back of the lamb
Somebody was spittin' ammunition in the radio-even in
Millennium and through the city when they hated

Don't be bucking on my
When someone's and never play to me
And pray to me, can't play me so label me a runaway slave
And "Cst la vie", murda Mo insane
Isn't about the aliens

faster and then ask 'em about
The state of men and help the
Brace yourself, I can't if I'm in peril
I well, fucking up some, soaking up some
How will he run from
When the jail's within himself, the one

I am for the righteous one
us the righteous one
I am for the righteous one
With the faith of with your beauty enlighten us