"IF I COULD TEACH THE WORLD"
BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY
Krayzie:
Why do I stay high? . . .
Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world [whole wide world] to be a thug in harmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world [whole wide world] to be a thugsta just like
me, like me.
Krayzie:
How many more days on this old earth? Can you see? It's blind
to me, so we should get ready for Armageddon, 'cause I know God should be
ready to roll. Do away with the wickedest shit like Mr. Policeman,
and, dog, if you with it, then pump up your fist in the air, then pray for
the politicians freely, get an amen, the last days of the last day, day,
day.
Bizzy:
That's why I get high. That's why I get high. I'm holdin'
on to my soul, but nobody knows when it all unfolds, and then when I go,
I go. Remember the bad 'cause all of the good I got all on my own when
Bone found Mo, muggin' thuggin' through your door. Hoes speakin' of
the last, the time when I'm passed. At trial, they wanted me get down,
but I can't go wrong when I flip it with my song, better turn it on, 'cause
you love that thuggish ruggish Bone Bone Bone Bone, Crossroads, wanna rule
the world? No I don't, 'cause too many of us lost those who meant so
much. Why wasn't I chose? But He will not stop clones, two shots
don't drop Bone, no oh, oh, oh, and if I could teach the world to be a thug
like me, then they probably be thuggin' in heaven eternally.
Layzie:
Everyday the world goes round and round. I see it's a small world
after all, 'cause I can go meet, and I greet with my fans, smoke a little
weed and have a little laugh with ya'll, but every now and then, I gets caught
up in the playa hation. Lord, what's wrong with this nation? Erase
'em. But if I could to teach the world to be a thug just like me, you
could live your lifestyle worry-free in the arms of the Lord eternally. No
mystery, but check the essence of the story: a warrior, wasteland warrior
so true. Divine--it's mine, East 1999, it's where you're findin' all
of my kind everytime.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world[whole wide world] to be a thug in harmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world [whole wide world] to be a thugsta just like
me, like me [if I, if I].
Krayzie:
We stand as united, but fall if divided. My thugs is the tightest,
'cause God is our guide, and they only define us as killas and fighters.
The critics and writers backstab when typin' our story. The war
to be warrior, that's for sure, and as thugs we're more and more and more
and more.
Wish:
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give, especially, but
still understood by the older folks and little kids. Come on, all a
y'all, follow me. Bone, way to go, we know the way to go, follow
me, follow me, Bone, and that's why I stay high, 'cause I got shit to
deal with--the government and these playa haters out to kill Wish,
wanna hurt this, but, uh uh, I got true Mo Thug niggas you just can't fuck
with, artillery you can't come with. Nigga, better let it rest, shit.
To the little boys and girls all over the world, this shit that we
say's for the streets--not for you to go and do or to repeat. Please,
if we can, no more murder amongst ourselves. If we can, no more murder.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world[whole wide world] to be a thug in harmony,
harmony then I would teach the world [whole wide world] to be a thugsta just
like me, like me.
with Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
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