IF
I
COULD
TEACH
THE
WORLD
Why do I stay high? [x8]
[Chorus] [x2]
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 thuggsta just like me
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
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, go
Remember the dead
Cause all that I got, I got under my arm
We fall, fall, fall, 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
But if I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Then they probably be thuggin' in heaven eternally
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 y'all
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
[Chorus] [x2]
[If I, if I....]
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
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 ah 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, ah ah
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
Uh, ah to repeat
Please, if we can, no more murda
How must I say this
If we can, no more murda
[Chorus] [x2]
Why do I stay high? [x10]
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