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If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8), If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the[world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. (Krayzie) How many moe days on this old earth can you see? It's blind to me. So we should get ready for armogedden, cuz I know God should be ready to roll, to go threw the wickedest shit like mista po-lice man, and don't you pop up yo ficts and let the end pray for politictions freely, lil amen, the last days of the last day day day. That's why I get high, That's why I get hiiiigh. (Bizzy) I'm holdin on to my soul, what ever I dones, with all my foes, and then when I go go, remember the day, cuz that's when I was on my own, with bone, bone bone, muggin thuggin to yo door, speakin of last is all in our past and Charles they wanna hear your bone, but I can't go wrong, when I kick it with my song, betta turn it on, cuz you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone bone. Crossroads, gotta move the world on, cuz too many of us lost hopes, which meant so much while I was in, na-chos, but it will not stop bones, whose shots don't drop one, no, no, no. And if I could teach the world to be a thug like me, they'll probally thuggin in heaven eternally. (Layzie) Everyday the world goes round n round, I see it's a small world after all, cuz I can go meet and I groove with my fans, smoke a lil weed and have a lil laugh with ya'll, but every now and then I get caught up in player hation, though what's wrong with this nation, be racism, but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me, you could live yo life style worry free in the arms of the lord eternally, no mistery, protect the essence of a story, a warrior a wasteland warrior so tru, devine it's mine east nineteen ninety nine, is where you'll find all of my kind everytime. If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I] (Krayzie) We steadily united, not farly divided, my thugstz the tightest, as good as I got it, there's no need to fight us, kill us and find us, the critics write us, a story warrior be warrior, that's for sure, and as thugs were moe n moe n moe n moe. (Wi$h) I got, we got, to much shit to give, that's shit give, it's expensive but still don't motherfuck the lil kids, ohhhhhh yea, ahhhh follow me, wrong though, we know the way to go, follow me follow me, bone, and that's why I stay high cuz I got shit to do it, the goverment and this player hater is out to kill wish, wanna hurt this, but uh uh, I got tru mo thug niggaz you can't fuck with, artillary you can't come with, nigga, betta lay to rest shit, to the little boys n girls all over the world,this shit that we say from the streets uh, not for you to go and do, uh, utter repeat, please, if we can no more murder, how must I say it no more murder. If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade) |
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If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8), If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the[world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. (Krayzie) How many moe days on this old earth can you see? It's blind to me. So we should get ready for armogedden, cuz I know God should be ready to roll, to go threw the wickedest shit like mista po-lice man, and don't you pop up yo ficts and let the end pray for politictions freely, lil amen, the last days of the last day day day. That's why I get high, That's why I get hiiiigh. (Bizzy) I'm holdin on to my soul, what ever I dones, with all my foes, and then when I go go, remember the day, cuz that's when I was on my own, with bone, bone bone, muggin thuggin to yo door, speakin of last is all in our past and Charles they wanna hear your bone, but I can't go wrong, when I kick it with my song, betta turn it on, cuz you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone bone. Crossroads, gotta move the world on, cuz too many of us lost hopes, which meant so much while I was in, na-chos, but it will not stop bones, whose shots don't drop one, no, no, no. And if I could teach the world to be a thug like me, they'll probally thuggin in heaven eternally. (Layzie) Everyday the world goes round n round, I see it's a small world after all, cuz I can go meet and I groove with my fans, smoke a lil weed and have a lil laugh with ya'll, but every now and then I get caught up in player hation, though what's wrong with this nation, be racism, but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me, you could live yo life style worry free in the arms of the lord eternally, no mistery, protect the essence of a story, a warrior a wasteland warrior so tru, devine it's mine east nineteen ninety nine, is where you'll find all of my kind everytime. If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I] (Krayzie) We steadily united, not farly divided, my thugstz the tightest, as good as I got it, there's no need to fight us, kill us and find us, the critics write us, a story warrior be warrior, that's for sure, and as thugs were moe n moe n moe n moe. (Wi$h) I got, we got, to much shit to give, that's shit give, it's expensive but still don't motherfuck the lil kids, ohhhhhh yea, ahhhh follow me, wrong though, we know the way to go, follow me follow me, bone, and that's why I stay high cuz I got shit to do it, the goverment and this player hater is out to kill wish, wanna hurt this, but uh uh, I got tru mo thug niggaz you can't fuck with, artillary you can't come with, nigga, betta lay to rest shit, to the little boys n girls all over the world,this shit that we say from the streets uh, not for you to go and do, uh, utter repeat, please, if we can no more murder, how must I say it no more murder. If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade) |
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If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8), If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the[world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. (Krayzie) How many moe days on this old earth can you see? It's blind to me. So we should get ready for armogedden, cuz I know God should be ready to roll, to go threw the wickedest shit like mista po-lice man, and don't you pop up yo ficts and let the end pray for politictions freely, lil amen, the last days of the last day day day. That's why I get high, That's why I get hiiiigh. (Bizzy) I'm holdin on to my soul, what ever I dones, with all my foes, and then when I go go, remember the day, cuz that's when I was on my own, with bone, bone bone, muggin thuggin to yo door, speakin of last is all in our past and Charles they wanna hear your bone, but I can't go wrong, when I kick it with my song, betta turn it on, cuz you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone bone. Crossroads, gotta move the world on, cuz too many of us lost hopes, which meant so much while I was in, na-chos, but it will not stop bones, whose shots don't drop one, no, no, no. And if I could teach the world to be a thug like me, they'll probally thuggin in heaven eternally. (Layzie) Everyday the world goes round n round, I see it's a small world after all, cuz I can go meet and I groove with my fans, smoke a lil weed and have a lil laugh with ya'll, but every now and then I get caught up in player hation, though what's wrong with this nation, be racism, but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me, you could live yo life style worry free in the arms of the lord eternally, no mistery, protect the essence of a story, a warrior a wasteland warrior so tru, devine it's mine east nineteen ninety nine, is where you'll find all of my kind everytime. If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I] (Krayzie) We steadily united, not farly divided, my thugstz the tightest, as good as I got it, there's no need to fight us, kill us and find us, the critics write us, a story warrior be warrior, that's for sure, and as thugs were moe n moe n moe n moe. (Wi$h) I got, we got, to much shit to give, that's shit give, it's expensive but still don't motherfuck the lil kids, ohhhhhh yea, ahhhh follow me, wrong though, we know the way to go, follow me follow me, bone, and that's why I stay high cuz I got shit to do it, the goverment and this player hater is out to kill wish, wanna hurt this, but uh uh, I got tru mo thug niggaz you can't fuck with, artillary you can't come with, nigga, betta lay to rest shit, to the little boys n girls all over the world,this shit that we say from the streets uh, not for you to go and do, uh, utter repeat, please, if we can no more murder, how must I say it no more murder. If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade) |
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Layzie
East 1999 my niggas! Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums. Krayzie Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???). Bizzy Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs. Flesh Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers. Wish Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves. Wish (Layzie & Krayzie) Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4) (East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8) |
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