The World Is Yours (Letra)

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"It’s yours!" –> [T La Rock]

[Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock]

[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
Whose world is this?

I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I’m charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I’m throbbin, mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit
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 cypher, complete
Whether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero Jeep
I can’t call it, the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin, but never fallin 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

[Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock]

[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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 aimin guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housin police, release scriptures that’s maybe Hitler’s
Yet I’m the mild, money gettin style, rollin foul
The versatile, honey stickin wild, golden child
Dwellin 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 Je-sus’ soakin they sins in trays
of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinkin a word best describin 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 ya livin large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre
You flippin coke or playin spit spades in strip poker

"It’s yours!"

[Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock]

[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] Yo, the world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
Whose world is this?
"It’s yours!"
[PR] Break it down

[Pete Rock cuts and scratches "It’s yours!"]

I’m the young city bandit, hold myself down singlehanded
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 in 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
Picturin 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 stabbin 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, burnin dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks wit a bop, checkin Danes plus the games
people play, bust the problems of the world today

"It’s yours!"

[Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock]

[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] Yeah… the world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
Whose world is this?
"It’s yours!"
Break it down

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
Everbody 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

[Pete Rock keeps cuttin and scratchin "It’s yours!" to fade]

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The World Is Yours (Letra)

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Ain’t one of our fucking kind. it’s okay, it’s okay.
Don vito.(it’s on now) it’s rules to ‘dis(it’s rules to ‘dis) but you can’t
Break none of ‘em.(none of ‘em) all we got on the street is ours balls and
Our word.(that’s it. that’s it.)

(verse 1)
Yo its rules to this shit
And you can’t break none of ‘em(none of ‘em)
It’ll cost you nigga
So you can’t break one of ‘em(one of ‘em)
Never get high
On your own supply
Never stunt, never get front nigga
More than you can buy
If a nigga’s down on his luck
Never fuck wit him right?
If a nigga rollin’
Never fuck wit a nigga dice
Nigga ain’t fuck wit you
Never fuck wit a nigga life
No matter how good she look
Never fuck wit a nigga wife
If a deal go down
Then get the chrome
Never look suspicious when the switch is on
If you think you’re tapped up
Then switch your phone
Think a nigga watchin’ your house
Then switch your home
Always check your money
In case the shit gets off
You bought into it, know what you gotta do female
Dish it off
Never talk back
Gotta respect the boss
Never leave witnesses(beepbeepbeepbeep)
Gotta check the pulse

(chorus)
The world is yours if you follow the rules and play by it
All you got is balls and words, now stay by it
The streets of rap is still do or die
No matter where the fuck you at, the same rules apply
The world is yours if you follow the rules and play by it
All you got is your balls and words, you gotta stay by it
The streets of rap is still do or die
No matter where the fuck you at, the same rules apply

(verse 2)
I done fucked wit killers in the south
East and west niggas hard
Fucked wit dealers in the north
The rest is broad
Every now and then you might catch me sexin’ a star
Ain’t no fault the only person i trust is
My guns and guard
We ghetto d.o. nigga and bounce to dat
All my rap sales and crack sale couldn’t amount to dat
If i get caught wit more than a ounce of crack
I plead, take a three then i bounce right back
Niggas can’t wait to take my place(place)
Niggas can’t wait till i make a mistake
That’s why i spin it all
Cuz i know i can’t take it wit me
Some jealous muthafuckers out there can’t wait to get me(ahhhh!!!!)
That’s why i check that nigga
If i don’t feel that nigga
I’m like "dude, that’s my dog,
How you can’t be real wit a nigga?
How you gonna steal from me nigga?
See niggas will drill you nigga"
(but boss that’s gonna cost)
Well, bill me nigga

(chorus)

(verse 3)
Look, nigga
[fading]i’m a bad dude, shit, body full of tattoos
Type of nigga that your family don’t want you hangin’ round
Cuz i’m bad news
Drop the hot shit, so i cock shit…..

The World Is Yours (Letra)

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"It’s yours!" –] T La Rock

Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock

[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
Whose world is this?

I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I’m charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I’m throbbin, mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit
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
Perry 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 cypher, complete
Whether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero Jeep
I can’t call it, the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin, but never fallin 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

Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock

[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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 aimin guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housin police, release scriptures that’s maybe Hitler’s
Yet I’m the mild, money gettin style, rollin foul
The versatile, honey stickin wild, golden child
Dwellin 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 Je-sus’ soakin they sins in trays
of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinkin a word best describin 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 ya livin large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre
You flippin coke or playin spit spades in strip poker

"It’s yours!"

Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock

[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] Yo, the world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
Whose world is this? "It’s yours!"
[PR] Break it down

*Pete Rock cuts and scratches "It’s yours!"*

I’m the young city bandit, hold myself down singlehanded
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 in 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
Picturin 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 stabbin 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, burnin dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks wit a bop, checkin Danes plus the games
people play, bust the problems of the world today

"It’s yours!"

Chorus: Nas, Pete Rock

[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
[PR] Whose world is this?
[Nas] The world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] 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?
[Nas] Yeah… the world is yours, the world is yours
[PR] It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine
Whose world is this? "It’s yours!"
Break it down

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
Everbody 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

*Pete Rock keeps cuttin and scratchin "It’s yours!" to fade*