The Righteous Ones Lyrics
| Song | The Righteous Ones |
| Artist | Bone Thugs-N-Harmony |
| Album | BTNHResurrection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bone, Flesh-n-Bone, Hubbard | |
| (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 | |
| (verse 1) 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 *******s frontin like the strong guys ******* with them bone guys | |
| ******* you die,you die'm that sneaky little ******* still off the hook | |
| Off the chain and a mutha******* wire | |
| You can label me a hi*******an that's out here for hire | |
| Throwin up blood til the world expires | |
| *******'s lost and it turned out | |
| Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go | |
| ******* save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive | |
| And that's called survival | |
| It's vital ******* better know what to die for | |
| Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor | |
| *******s be strapped with the gats and armor | |
| Ready for whatever ******* ******* the drama ******* 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 ******* kill for the house on the hill? | |
| Drive a brand new benz and no bills? | |
| ******* right it will that's why i stay heated | |
| Cause i got to let'em know a *******'s needed | |
| ******* ******* with me while i'm *******ed | |
| Comin with the beef then ******* you eat it,eat it,eat it! | |
| (chorus) | |
| 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 | |
| (verse 2) 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 wouldnt 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 ******* ar-tillery shop | |
| Drop when the ******* pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops! | |
| Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block | |
| You know it's me and my *******s, all the guerillas, killas | |
| Still i'm puttin the gun off the lock | |
| Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock! | |
| (chorus) | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| Enlighten us the righteous one | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| (verse 3) flesh -n- bone | |
| We got mack-11's ak-47's | |
| Yellin mo murda with the beam got lots of felons | |
| Bloody bodies smellin | |
| Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved | |
| When i'm barkin just ******* with the 5th dawg | |
| ******* we got a missle to haul off the shotty guns | |
| And a barreled sawed-off | |
| And all the body bags come with the white chalk | |
| ******* while you on a mission my ******* better protect the chest | |
| A super ******* bullet-proof vest ******* take it from me flesh | |
| You don't wanna be sorry yet again | |
| We don't need another *******-less army | |
| So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed | |
| I ain't no con i'm a ******* that's waiting for some *******t like nam | |
| To pop off in my country! | |
| (verse 4) 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 "c廥t 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, ******* up some, soaking up some | |
| How will he run from jail? | |
| When the jail's within himself | |
| The righteous one! | |
| (chorus) | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| Enlighten us the righteous one | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us |
| zuo ci : Bone, FleshnBone, Hubbard | |
| 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 | |
| verse 1 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 s frontin like the strong guys with them bone guys | |
| you die, you die' m that sneaky little still off the hook | |
| Off the chain and a mutha wire | |
| You can label me a hi an that' s out here for hire | |
| Throwin up blood til the world expires | |
| ' s lost and it turned out | |
| Ain' t got no direction and don' t know which way to go | |
| save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive | |
| And that' s called survival | |
| It' s vital better know what to die for | |
| Living in the battlefield it' s all about respect and honor | |
| s be strapped with the gats and armor | |
| Ready for whatever the drama 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 kill for the house on the hill? | |
| Drive a brand new benz and no bills? | |
| right it will that' s why i stay heated | |
| Cause i got to let' em know a ' s needed | |
| with me while i' m ed | |
| Comin with the beef then you eat it, eat it, eat it! | |
| chorus | |
| 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 | |
| verse 2 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 wouldnt 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! | |
| Trock done got shot got a glock for the artillery shop | |
| Drop when the pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops! | |
| Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block | |
| You know it' s me and my s, all the guerillas, killas | |
| Still i' m puttin the gun off the lock | |
| Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and ticktock! | |
| chorus | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| Enlighten us the righteous one | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| verse 3 flesh n bone | |
| We got mack11' s ak47' s | |
| Yellin mo murda with the beam got lots of felons | |
| Bloody bodies smellin | |
| Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved | |
| When i' m barkin just with the 5th dawg | |
| we got a missle to haul off the shotty guns | |
| And a barreled sawedoff | |
| And all the body bags come with the white chalk | |
| while you on a mission my better protect the chest | |
| A super bulletproof vest take it from me flesh | |
| You don' t wanna be sorry yet again | |
| We don' t need another less army | |
| So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed | |
| I ain' t no con i' m a that' s waiting for some t like nam | |
| To pop off in my country! | |
| verse 4 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 radioeven 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 " c kuai t 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, up some, soaking up some | |
| How will he run from jail? | |
| When the jail' s within himself | |
| The righteous one! | |
| chorus | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| Enlighten us the righteous one | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us |
| zuò cí : Bone, FleshnBone, Hubbard | |
| 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 | |
| verse 1 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 s frontin like the strong guys with them bone guys | |
| you die, you die' m that sneaky little still off the hook | |
| Off the chain and a mutha wire | |
| You can label me a hi an that' s out here for hire | |
| Throwin up blood til the world expires | |
| ' s lost and it turned out | |
| Ain' t got no direction and don' t know which way to go | |
| save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive | |
| And that' s called survival | |
| It' s vital better know what to die for | |
| Living in the battlefield it' s all about respect and honor | |
| s be strapped with the gats and armor | |
| Ready for whatever the drama 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 kill for the house on the hill? | |
| Drive a brand new benz and no bills? | |
| right it will that' s why i stay heated | |
| Cause i got to let' em know a ' s needed | |
| with me while i' m ed | |
| Comin with the beef then you eat it, eat it, eat it! | |
| chorus | |
| 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 | |
| verse 2 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 wouldnt 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! | |
| Trock done got shot got a glock for the artillery shop | |
| Drop when the pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops! | |
| Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block | |
| You know it' s me and my s, all the guerillas, killas | |
| Still i' m puttin the gun off the lock | |
| Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and ticktock! | |
| chorus | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| Enlighten us the righteous one | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| verse 3 flesh n bone | |
| We got mack11' s ak47' s | |
| Yellin mo murda with the beam got lots of felons | |
| Bloody bodies smellin | |
| Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved | |
| When i' m barkin just with the 5th dawg | |
| we got a missle to haul off the shotty guns | |
| And a barreled sawedoff | |
| And all the body bags come with the white chalk | |
| while you on a mission my better protect the chest | |
| A super bulletproof vest take it from me flesh | |
| You don' t wanna be sorry yet again | |
| We don' t need another less army | |
| So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed | |
| I ain' t no con i' m a that' s waiting for some t like nam | |
| To pop off in my country! | |
| verse 4 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 radioeven 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 " c kuài t 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, up some, soaking up some | |
| How will he run from jail? | |
| When the jail' s within himself | |
| The righteous one! | |
| chorus | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| Enlighten us the righteous one | |
| I am waiting for the righteous one | |
| With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us |
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