The World is Yours (feat. National Symphony Orchestra) - Live

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 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 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?

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

To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life

I trip, we box up crazy b*****s, 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?

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, 1,000 miles from home

I need a new ***** 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 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

Yea 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, the world is yours(It's yours!)

Staten Island, yea the world is yours (It's yours!)

South Bronx, the world is yours (It's yours!)

Aight