If I Could Teach Tha World Lyrics
(Krayzie): Why do I stay high? [repeat 4X] (Bizzy): Why do I stay
high? (Krayzie): Why do I stay high?... (chorus) 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.
[repeat] (Krayzie): How many more day's on this old earth? Can you
see? Its 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 then wave your fist in the air and pray for
the politicians freely, get an amen, the last day or the last day day
day. (Bizzy): Thats why I stay high. That why I stay high... I'm
holdin onto my soul, but nobody know when all unfolds, then when I go,
go. Remember the bad cause all of the good I found on my own when Bone
found Mo, muggin, thuggin through your door. Hoes speakin of the
last, time when I'm past. At trail, the wanted me to go down, but I
can't go wrong when I flip my song and 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 and if I could teach the world to be a thug like me... then they
probably be thuggin in heaven eternally... (Layzie): Every day the world
goes round and round I see its a small world after all. Cause I go meet
and I greet with my fans, smoke a little weed and we can have a little laugh
with y'all. But every now and then, I gets caught up in a playa
hation Lord, whats wrong with this nation? Erase 'em. But if I could
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 a story: A warrior, wasteland warrior so true, divine, its
mine, East 1999, its where your findin all of my kind,
everytime. [chorus] (Krayzie): We stand as united, but fall if
divided. My thugs is the tightest but they only define us as killers
and fighters. The critics and writers backstab our story. The war to be
warrior thats for sure. And as thugs, we more more more. (Wish): I
got, we got, to much shit to give got shit to give, especially, but still
understood by older folk, and little kids Common, all a y'all follow
me. Bone way to go, we know the way to go. Follow me, follow me,
Bone. And thats why I stay high, cause I got shit to deal with: The
government and these playa hatas out to kill Wish, wanna hurt this, but
uh uh. I got true Mo Thug niggaz you just can't fuck with, artillery
you just can come with. Nigga better let it rest, shit. To the little
boys and girls all over the world: This shit that we say is for the streets,
not for you go to do or to repeat. Please, if we can no more murder. How
must I say it? If we can no more murder. [chorus] (Krayzie): Why do I
stay high? [repeat to fade]
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