The Righteous Ones

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony is an American hip hop group composed of rappers Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone, and Flesh-n-Bone. Formed in 1991 in Cleveland, Ohio, the group signed to fellow American rapper Eazy-E‘s Ruthless Records in late 1993, on which they debuted with their EP Creepin on ah Come Up the next year. more »

Year:

2000

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[Chorus: David's Daughter]
I am waiting for the righteous one 
Enlighten us the righteous one 
I am waiting for the righteous one 
Enlighten us the righteous one 
Are you waiting for the righteous one? 
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us 

[Layzie Bone]
Mama said it's a cruel world 
And I still can't believe some of them things that I've seen with my own eyes 
Weak niggas fronting like the strong guys fucking with them Bone guys 
Nigga you die,you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the hook 
Off the chain and a motherfucking wire 
You can label me a hitman that's out here for hire 
Throwing up blood til the world expires 
Nigga's lost and it turned out 
Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go 
Nigga save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive 
And that's called survival 
It's vital nigga better know what to die for 
Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor 
Niggas be strapped with the gats and armor 
Ready for whatever nigga f*ck the drama bitch what? 
We can make a mil take a mil tell me how that paper feel 
Is he real is he real? 
Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill? 
Drive a brand new Benz and no bills? 
Fucking right it will that's why I stay heated 
Cause I got to let'em know a nigga's needed 
Nigga fucking with me while I'm weeded 
Coming with the beef then nigga you eat it,eat it,eat it! 

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
And you're feeling so thuggish outta Columbus 
Seen my mama? 
Hey, remember me baby? 
I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies 
And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady 
Okay they say he schizophrenic and crazy 
Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen 
And now my mama lets me down 
She wouldn't pick up the phone 
I'll make it all on my own 
But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone! 
I save then baby, c'mon! 
Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through the killing fields, dead! 
T-Rock done got shot got a glock for the nigga are-tillery shop 
Drop when the nigga pop and the party don't stop till they call the cops! 
Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block 
You know it's me and my niggas, all the guerillas, killas 
Still I'm puttin Biblical bop 
Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock! 

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

[Flesh -N- Bone]
We got Mack-11's AK-47's 
Yelling mo murder with the beam got lots of felons 
Bloody bodies smelling 
Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved 
When I'm barking just f*ck with the 5th Dawg 
Nigga we got a missile to haul off the shotty guns 
And a barreled sawed-off 
And all the body bags come with the white chalk 
Nigga while you on a mission my nigga better protect the chest 
A super nigga bullet-proof vest nigga take it from me Flesh 
You don't want to be sorry yet again 
We don't need another nigga-less army 
So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed 
I ain't no con I'm a nigga that's waiting for some shit like Nam 
To pop off in my country! 

[Bizzy Bone]
When Kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof went on fire 
Hide all, you little children in a dire 
When I spark in the dark with a lighter 
Light up and don't die in silence 
Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions 
Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb 
Somebody was spittin' ammunition in the radio-even in Zion (Zion) 
Millennium and also through the city when they hated 
Don't be bucking on my Bone 
When someone's home and never play to me 
And pray to me, can't play with me 
So label me a runaway slave 
And "Cést la vie"! 
Murda Mo criminal's insane 
Isn't worried about the aliens 
Move faster and then ask 'em about the state of men and help the matter 
Brace yourself, I can't tell if I'm in peril 
I ain't well, fucking up some, soaking up some 
How will he run from jail? 
When the jail's within himself 
The righteous one! 

[Chorus]

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