Featuring David's Daughters
(Layzie, Bizzy, and Flesh)
Are you (I am) waiting for the righteous one. Enlighten us, the righteous one. Are you (I am) waiting for the righteous? Enlighten us, the righteous one. Are(I am) you waiting for the righteous one? With the faith of Titans, with your beauty enlighten us.
Mama said it's a cruel world and, I still can't believe some of the things I've seen with my own eyes. Weak niggas frontin like they strong guys, fuckin wit them Bone guys. Nigga, you die, you die. I'm that sneaky lil nigga still off tha hook. Off the chain and a muthafuckin wire. Label me a hit man out here for hire, throwin up Thug til the world expire. Niggas lost an he turned out, aint got no direction, and dont know which way to go. Nigga save ya soul, cause we all gotta struggle and strive, It's called survival. It's vital. Nigga betta know what he die for. Livin in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor. Niggas be strapped with they gats and armor. Ready for whatever, nigga fuck a problem. Get up! Nigga make a mil, take a mil. Tell me how that paper feel. Is it real? Is it real? Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill, Drive a brand new Benz wit no bill, fuckin right it will. That's why I say heated cuz I gotta let em know a nigga need it. Nigga Fin wit me when I'm weed, comin wit the beef , then nigga you eat it (eat it, eat it)
Are you (I am) waiting for the righteous one, With the faith of titans, with your beauty enlighten us.
And your feelin so thuggish outta Columbus. Seen my mama? Hey, remeber me baby? I bought a mercedes, a crib for my babies. And lately got him runnin from Lady Death, still I'm shady. Okay they say we skitzophrenic and crazy. Back in the 80's tryin to get up out the foster homes in dreams a-teen. And now my mama let me go. She wouldn't even pick up the phone. I'll make it own all on my own but that's whole 'nother song and yall dont leave it alone! I save then baby c'mon! I'm murderous somebody noticed when I strike on the killing fields, dead. T-Rock got shot, got a glock for the nigga artillery shop. Drop when the nigga pop and the party dont stop til they call the cops! Somebody get with the Bacardi, at the end of the block. You know it's me and my niggas, the guerillas, killas. Stay puttin the gun off the lock. Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tic tock
Are you (I am) waiting for the righteous ones. Enlighten us. Rigteous ones. Are(I am) you waiting for the righteous ones?
We got Mack 11's, Ak-47, yellin "Mo Murda!" with the beam got lots of felons, bloody bodies smellin. Caught up in a one-eight-seven. We got grenades and cannons involved, when I'm barkin jus fuck with the 5th Dawg. Nigga we got the missile to haul off-the shotty guns had their barrels sawed off, and the body bags smellin. Caught up in a 187. We got grenades and cannons invloved, when I'm barkin just fuck with the fifth dawg. N*gga we got the missile to haul off- the shotty guns had their barrels sawed-off, and all the body bags come with the white chalk. N*gga, while you on a mission, my n*gga, betta protect the chest! The Super n*gga bullet proof vest. Make or take it from me, Flesh. you dont want to be sorry. We dont need another n*gga-less army, so invest in me the artillery, quality-satisfactory guranteed! I aint no con, I'm a n*gga waitin for some sh*t like Nam to pop off in my country!
When Kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof lit on fire. Hide all you little children in a dire. When I spark in the dark with a lighter. Light up and dont die in silence. Somebody was sittin on the backs of the lions, somebody was drinkin from the backs of the lamb. Somebody was spittin ammunition in the radio even in Zion (Zion). Millenium and also through the city they hated. Don't be buckin on My Bone when someone's home and never play to me. And pray to me, cant play with me, so label me a runaway slave....and "Cest la vie!" Murder Mo the criminal's insane. Isnt worried about the aliens. Move faster and then ask them about the state of mental health and betta brace yourself, I cant tell if I'm in hell. I aint well, fuckin up some, suck it up son. How will he run from jail, if jail's within himself.....righteous one!