Nas – The World Is Yours

Download another hot old mp3 free audio song lyrics meaning by Nas and this amazing music is titled “The World Is Yours”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘Illmatic’ and it was released in the year 1994.

 

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[Lyrics]

 

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?

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 facin’ time like

Pappy Mason, with pens I’m embracin’

Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets

Suede Timb’s on my feets makes my cipher complete

Whether crusing in a Sikh’s cab, or Montero Jeep

I can’t call it, the beats make me fallin’ 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?

(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?

To my man Ill Will, God bless your life (it’s yours)

To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life

I trip, we box up crazy bitches

Aiming guns in all my baby pictures

Beef with housing police, release scriptures that’s maybe Hitler’s

Yet I’m the mild, money-getting style, rolling 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, soaking 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’re flipping coke or playing spit, spades and strip poker?

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?

Yo, the world is yours, the world is yours

It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine

Whose world is this?

(It’s yours)

Break it down

(It’s yours)

(It’s yours)

(It’s yours)

(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, a thousand 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, now the income 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 through the flock wools, burning dollars to light my stove

Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games

People play, bust the problems of the world today

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? (Yeah)

The world is yours, the world is yours

It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine

Whose world is this?

(It’s yours)

Break it down

Yeah, aight

To everybody in Queens, the foundation (it’s yours)

The world is yours

To everybody uptown, yo, the world is yours (it’s yours)

The world is yours

To everybody in Brooklyn

Y’all know the world is yours (it’s yours)

The world is yours

Everybody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours (it’s yours)

Long Island, yo, the world is yours (it’s yours)

Staten Island, yeah, the world is yours (it’s yours)

South Bronx, the world is yours (it’s yours)

Aight

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