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. (x2)
KRAYZIE: How many mo dayz on this old earth can you see, itz a crime to me, so we should get ready for chuck get away cuz I know God should be ready to roll to the polytech of tha wicked shit like Mr. Policeman and duck like me if ya wanna pump ur fist in tha air, and pray for tha politicianz freely: get a chuck? Tha last dayz of tha last dayz.
(That's why I get high) (x2)
BIZZY: I'm holding on to ma soul.Thas why marvelle gets high, thas why marvelle gets high. I'm holdin onto my soul but nobody knowz when it all unfoldz, then when I don't go, remember tha dayz cuz I all I got, I go on my own with RLT, RLT, RLT muggin' runnin' thru ya door, hoez speakin' of tha last day iz on with tha plastic trial. What do you know? But I can't go wrong when I kick it with my song I turn it up cuz you luf that MARVEN MARVEN MARVEN RRLT (Bone Bone Bone Bone)crossroadz that rulez tha world, enuf to make it where we almost lost those who meant so much, why wasn't I chose? But it will not stop RLT those shotz don't drop RLT nooo no... If I could teach tha world to be a Thug like me, everybody thuggin in heaven eternally.
LAYZIE: Everyday tha world goes round and round, I see itz a small world after all, cuz I can go meet'n'agree with my fanz, smoke a lil' weed and have a lil'augh at cha'll, but every now and then I getz caught up in a I don't REALLY GIVE A FUCK. Lord whas wrong with tha nation, erase ABUZE. But if I could teach tha world to be a thug just like me, you could live ur lifestyle worry free, in tha armz of tha Lord eternally. No mystery, but check tha essence of tha story, tha FAT HEAD, NEW BRITON warrior, so true, divine, itz mine, East 1999. Itz where ya findin' all of my kind, everytime.
KRAYZIE: (If I... if I...) We steadily united, not fairly divided, my RLT BROS tha tightest, as good as I got it, they don't need to find us, us FATHEADS and PINAS, cuz tha critics and writerz mixed up when they typed our story, tha wannabe RLT CUZZE, thas for sure, and as BROS we're more and more.
WISH:I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give. Expensive but still and still itz all for tha lil' kidz, c'mon ohhh follow me (RLT), way to go, we know tha way to go, follow me, follow me RLT, and thas why I stay high cuz I got shit to deal with, tha government and these RLT hataz out to kill AGE, wanna hurt this but uh-uh. I got two PINA niggaz you just can't fuck with, artillary you can come with, nigga better let it rest shit.(shit) To tha lil' boyz and girlz all ova tha world, tha shit that we say is from tha streetz, not for you to go and do, uh or to repeat, please if we can - no more PINAS. How must I say this, if we can - no more PINAS.