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 inharmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thugstajust
like me, like me.
Krayzie:
How many more days on this old earth. Can you see? It's blindto me, so
we should get ready for Armageddon, 'cause I know God should beready
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 thepoliticians
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 tomy 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 ownwith Bone,
Bone, Bone, muggin' thuggin' through your door. Hoes speakin' ofthe
last and the time when I'm passed, and Charlie wanna hear yaBone, 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, whata
real cruel world, now I doubt the journey of us lost souls, whomeant so
much. Why wasn't I chose? But He will not stop clones whoseshots
don't drop Bone, no oh, oh, oh, and if I could teach the world tobe 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 smallworld after
all, 'cause I can go meet, and I greet with my fans, smoke alittle weed
and have a little laugh with ya'll, but every now and then, Igets 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, youcould live your
lifestyle worry-free in the arms of the Lord eternally. Nomystery, but
check the essence of the story: a warrior, wasteland warrior sotrue.
Divine--it's mine, East 1999, it's where you're findin' all of mykind
everytime.
Krayzie:
If I could teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thug inharmony,
harmony,
then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to be a thugstajust
like me, like me [if I, if I].
Krayzie:
We stand as united, but fall if divided. My thugs is thetightest, '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 tobe warrior,
that's for sure, and as thugs we're more and more and more andmore.
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 ay'all, follow
me. Bone, way to go, we know the way to go, follow me, followme,
Bone, and that's why I stay high, 'cause I got shit to dealwith--the
government and these playa haters out to kill Wish, wanna hurtthis, 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 littleboys and girls
all over the world, this shit that we say's for the streets--notfor 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 inharmony,
harmony then I would teach the world, [whole wide world] to bea
thugsta just like me, like me.
with Bizzy:
Why do I stay high? . . .
