If I Could Teach The World Lyrics
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 dead, 'cause all
that I got, I got all on my own with Bone, Bone, Bone, muggin' thuggin'
through your door. Hoes speakin' of the last and the time when I'm passed,
and Charlie wanna hear ya Bone, but I can't go wrong. I'm a flip it with
my song, better turn it on, 'cause you love that thuggish ruggish Bone Bone
Bone Bone, Crossroads, what a real cruel world, now I doubt the journey of
us lost souls, who meant so much. Why wasn't I chose? But He will not stop
clones whose 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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