The World Is Yours (Explicit Album Version)歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Nasir Jones/P. Phillips
[00:00.542] 作曲 : Nasir Jones/P. Phillips
[00:01.84]It's yours
[00:05.16]Whose world is this?
[00:07.07]The world is yours, the world is yours
[00:09.11]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[00:12.96]It's yours
[00:14.56]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[00:17.86]The world is yours, the world is yours
[00:20.10]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[00:21.74]I sip the Dom P, watching Gandhi til I'm charged
[00:24.69]Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin
[00:27.62]To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement
[00:30.32]Understandable smooth s*it that murderers move with
[00:33.02]The thief's theme - play me at night, they won't act right
[00:35.92]The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
[00:38.46]The mind activation, react like I'm facing
[00:41.04]Time like Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracing
[00:43.80]Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
[00:46.50]Suede Timbs on my feet makes my cipher complete
[00:49.28]Whether cruising in a Six cab or Montero Jeep
[00:51.96]I can't call it; the beats make me falling asleep
[00:54.64]I keep falling, but never falling six feet deep
[00:57.44]I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?)
[01:00.02]I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?)
[01:02.94]I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
[01:05.48]Whose world is this?
[01:07.48]The world is yours, the world is yours
[01:09.54]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[01:12.88]The world is yours, the world is yours
[01:14.96]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[01:18.88]It's yours
[01:20.62]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[01:23.84]The world is yours, the world is yours
[01:26.04]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[01:27.85]To my man Ill Will, God bless your life
[01:30.37]To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life
[01:33.18]I trip, we box up crazy b*****s, aimin' guns in all my baby pictures
[01:36.50]Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
[01:39.17]Yet I'm the mild, money-gettin' style, rollin' foul
[01:42.10]The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
[01:44.86]Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
[01:47.10]Or caught by the devil's lasso, s*it is a hassle
[01:50.10]There's no days for broke days we sell it: smoke pays
[01:52.51]While all the old folks pray to Jesus, soakin' their sins in trays
[01:56.05]Of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
[01:58.42]Thinking a word best describing my life to name my daughter
[02:01.04]My strength, my son, the star will be my resurrection
[02:03.33]Born in correction, all the wrong s*it I did, he'll lead a right direction
[02:06.56]How you living, large -- a broker charge, cards are mediocre
[02:09.50]You flippin' coke or playin' spit, spades, and strip poker?
[02:13.86]It's yours
[02:15.58]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[02:18.66]The world is yours, the world is yours
[02:20.87]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[02:24.83]It's yours
[02:26.46]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[02:29.78]The world is yours, the world is yours
[02:32.00]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[02:58.87]I'm the young city bandit hold myself down single-handed
[03:01.78]For murder raps - I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
[03:04.55]Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
[03:07.00]I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, 1,000 miles from home
[03:09.88]I need a new ***** for this black cloud to follow
[03:12.49]Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
[03:15.08]Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip
[03:17.58]Picturing my peeps not eating can make my heartbeat skip
[03:20.27]And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs
[03:23.59]Headed for Indiana, stabbing women like the Phantom
[03:26.46]The crew is lampin' Big Willie style
[03:28.65]Check the chip-toothed smile, plus I profile wild
[03:31.47]Stash loot in fly clothes, burning dollars to light my stoge
[03:34.40]Walk the blocks with a bop, checkin' dames
[03:36.48]Plus the games people play bust the problems of the world today
[03:41.74]It's yours
[03:43.37]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[03:46.58]The world is yours, the world is yours
[03:48.77]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[03:52.81]It's yours
[03:54.46]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[03:57.77]The world is yours, the world is yours
[04:00.00]It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?
[04:03.87]It's yours
[04:05.21]Yea aight?
[04:07.29]To everybody in Queens, the foundation (It's yours!)
[04:10.35]The world is yours
[04:12.15]To everybody uptown, yo, the world is yours (It's yours!)
[04:15.81]The world is yours
[04:17.69]To everybody in Brooklyn
[04:19.85]Y'all know the world is yours (It's yours!)
[04:22.31]The world is yours
[04:23.36]Everybody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours (It's yours!)
[04:27.01]Long Island, the world is yours(It's yours!)
[04:29.37]Staten Island, yea the world is yours (It's yours!)
[04:31.99]South Bronx, the world is yours (It's yours!)
[04:36.47]Aight