K-POP Lyrics Song

NasThe World Is Yours

It's yours
Whose world is this
The world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
The world is yours
The world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
I sip the Dom P
watching Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes
all the words past the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin'
mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit
that murderers move with
The thief's theme
play me at night
they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me
stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation
react like I'm facing
Time like Pappy Mason
with pens I'm embracing
Wipe the sweat off my dome
spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timbs on my feet makes
my cipher complete
Whether cruising in a Six cab
or Montero Jeep
I can't call it
the beats make me falling asleep
I keep falling
but never falling six feet deep
I'm out for presidents
to represent me
say what
I'm out for presidents
to represent me
say what
I'm out for dead presidents
to represent me
Whose world is this
The world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
The world is yours
The world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
The world is yours
The world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
To my man Ill Will
God bless your life
To my peoples throughout Queens
God bless your life
I trip we box up crazy bitches
aimin' guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police
release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild
money-gettin' style
rollin' foul
The versatile
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple
you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso
shit is a hassle
There's no days for broke days
we sell it smoke pays
While all the old folks pray to Jesus
soakin' their sins in trays
Of holy water
odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinking a word best describing
my life to name my daughter
My strength my son
the star will be my resurrection
Born in correction
all the wrong shit I did
he'll lead a right direction
How you living
large a broker charge
cards are mediocre
You flippin' coke or playin' spit
spades and strip poker
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
the world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
the world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's yours
I'm the young city bandit hold
myself down single-handed
For murder raps
I kick my thoughts alone
get remanded
Born alone die alone
no crew to keep my crown or throne
I'm deep by sound alone
caved inside 1000 miles from home
I need a new nigga for this
black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me
it's too dark to see tomorrow
Trying to maintain I flip
fill the clip to the tip
Picturing my peeps not eating
can make my heartbeat skip
And I'm amped up
they locked the champ up
even my brain's in handcuffs
Headed for Indiana
stabbing women like the Phantom
The crew is lampin'
Big Willie style
Check the chip-toothed smile
plus I profile wild
Stash loot in fly clothes
burning dollars to light my stoge
Walk the blocks with a bop
checkin' dames
Plus the games people play
bust the problems of the world today
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
the world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
The world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's yours
It's yours
Whose world is this
The world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
The world is yours
The world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
I sip the Dom P
watching Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes
all the words past the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin'
mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit
that murderers move with
The thief's theme
play me at night
they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me
stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation
react like I'm facing
Time like Pappy Mason
with pens I'm embracing
Wipe the sweat off my dome
spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timbs on my feet makes
my cipher complete
Whether cruising in a Six cab
or Montero Jeep
I can't call it
the beats make me falling asleep
I keep falling
but never falling six feet deep
I'm out for presidents
to represent me
say what
I'm out for presidents
to represent me
say what
I'm out for dead presidents
to represent me
Whose world is this
The world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
The world is yours
The world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
The world is yours
The world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
To my man Ill Will
God bless your life
To my peoples throughout Queens
God bless your life
I trip we box up crazy bitches
aimin' guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police
release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild
money-gettin' style
rollin' foul
The versatile
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple
you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso
shit is a hassle
There's no days for broke days
we sell it smoke pays
While all the old folks pray to Jesus
soakin' their sins in trays
Of holy water
odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinking a word best describing
my life to name my daughter
My strength my son
the star will be my resurrection
Born in correction
all the wrong shit I did
he'll lead a right direction
How you living
large a broker charge
cards are mediocre
You flippin' coke or playin' spit
spades and strip poker
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
the world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
the world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's yours
I'm the young city bandit hold
myself down single-handed
For murder raps
I kick my thoughts alone
get remanded
Born alone die alone
no crew to keep my crown or throne
I'm deep by sound alone
caved inside 1000 miles from home
I need a new nigga for this
black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me
it's too dark to see tomorrow
Trying to maintain I flip
fill the clip to the tip
Picturing my peeps not eating
can make my heartbeat skip
And I'm amped up
they locked the champ up
even my brain's in handcuffs
Headed for Indiana
stabbing women like the Phantom
The crew is lampin'
Big Willie style
Check the chip-toothed smile
plus I profile wild
Stash loot in fly clothes
burning dollars to light my stoge
Walk the blocks with a bop
checkin' dames
Plus the games people play
bust the problems of the world today
It's yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
the world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
It's mine it's mine it's mine
Whose world is this
The world is yours
the world is yours
It's mine it's mine it's mine
whose world is this
It's yours

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