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

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

Off the and a muthafucking wire
You can label me a hitman that's out here for
Throwin' up blood 'til the expires
lost and it turned out
Ain't got no and don't know which way to go

Nigga your soul 'cause we all gotta struggle or strive
And that's called
It's vital nigga know what to die for
Living in the battlefield it's all about and honor
Niggas be strapped the gats and armor
Ready for whatever nigga the drama bitch what?

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

Fuckin' right it will why I stay heated
'Cause I got to let 'em know a nigga's
Nigga with me while I'm weeded
with the beef then nigga you eat it, eat it, eat it

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

And you're feeling so thuggish outta
Seen my mama? Hey, remember me
I bought a Mercedes, a for my babies
And lately got him from Lady Death, still I'm shady

Okay, they say he schizophrenic and
Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster 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 other song and y'all don't leave it alone

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

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

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

We got AK-47's
Yellin' mo murda with the got lots of felons, bloody bodies smellin'
Caught up in a 180 ah got and cannons involved
When I'm barkin' just fuck with the 5th

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

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

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

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

be bucking on my Bone
When home and never play to me
And to me, can't play with me so label me a runaway slave
And "Cst la vie", murda Mo criminal's
Isn't worried about the

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

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