The One Lyrics - Cruel Summer - Kanye West

The storm is on the horizon 

I'm standing here alone 

Got a pistol on my hip 

And it's gonna be some shit 

If you want it then bring it on 

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

And I'ma be here till it's done 

And when they asking who I'm is, shit 

You just tell them that I'm the one 

(One, one, one) 

Tell them that I'm the one 

(One, one, one) 

Tell them that I'm the one 

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I'm the one, baby 

Yeah, I'm the one, baby 

Since God gave his only begotten son, baby 

It's hard preachin' the gospel to the slums lately 

So I had to put the church on the drums, baby 

You on a run, baby 

You on a run, baby 

You think you free but you a slave to the funds, baby 

You think you me, but you ain't me, what you done lately? 

Mhm that's cool but I been runnin' on the sun, baby 

We on a galaxy that haters cannot visit 

That's my reality so get off my Scott Disick 

If you ever held a title belt you would know how Michael felt 

Tyson, Jackson, Jordan - Michael Phelps 

Yeah, had to take it to another realm 

Cause everything around me got me underwhelmed 

Best way to describe my position is at the helm 

Best way to describe my new whip - Yeeeaaaalmmp 

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The storm is on the horizon 

I'm standing here alone 

Got a pistol on my hip 

And it's gonna be some shit 

If you want it then bring it on 

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

And I'ma be here till it's done 

And when they asking who I'm is, shit 

You just tell them that I'm the one 

(One, one, one) 

Tell them that I'm the one 

(One, one, one) 

Tell them that I'm the one 

I told Detroit I'ma fuckin' get it 

I told my brother we'll be fuckin' winnin' 

Ye told me I'm the man for the job 

So I told my mom, call her's up and tell 'em that she quittin' 

Started off in that Chevrolet, but it's Ferraris I gotta drive 

I'm on HBO with my Entourage 

I'm 5'9" fuck a 9 to 5 

I need a hundred million no compromise 

I'm a double XL nigga 

Magazine and condom size 

See what I seen and be traumatized 

I don't wait, I marinate, variate erryday 

Erry state, sold out, fuck around and need a barricade 

My weed loud I need a hearing aid 

Livin' life behind a pair of shades 

I be a billionaire if I could get a dollar 

For all the bullshit that I hear a day 

I did it 

The storm is on the horizon 

I'm standing here alone 

Got a pistol on my hip 

And it's gonna be some shit 

If you want it then bring it on 

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier 

And I'ma be here till it's done 

And when they asking who I'm is, shit 

You just tell them that I'm the one 

(One, one, one) 

Tell them that I'm the one 

(One, one, one) 

Tell them that I'm the one 

Treat the back seat like a sofa bed 

Break bread with my niggas, call it profit share 

This some good shit, but it get better 

And yeah my bitch cold, nigga thin sweater 

Like my verse suede and the beat leather 

Just tryin' to stay above sea level 

When my nigga went to jail, I said, "Free Gucci" 

I done bought so much shit, I should get free Gucci 

Bought my baby momma anaconda bags 

I shouldn't have bought it all 

I should've went and cut the grass 

Snake ass niggas in my fuckin' face 

Bring your girl here nigga so I could fuck her face 

Yeah I run this place, this is cash mill swag 

niggas treadmillin' goin' nowhere fast 

Sittin' courtside at the Hawks game 

Louie's on, I could trip a fuckin' ball player 

fuck yeah, awesome, yeah I lost some of my mind 

And then I found weed was really kind of awesome 

It's possible, goddamn right 

I've been honest the whole time