[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 fuck 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!
[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 fuck 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!