The World is Yours lyrics

[Hook: Pete Rock + Nas]

{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—whose world is this?

[Verse 1: Nas]

I sip the Dom P, watchin' Gandhi 'til I'm charged, then

Writin' in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin

Behold 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 Timbs on my feet makes my cipher complete

Whether cruisin' 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

[Hook: Pete Rock + Nas]

{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 — whose world is this?

[Bridge: Nas]

To my man Ill Will

God bless your life

To my peoples throughout Queens

God bless your life

[Verse 2: Nas]

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-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 Jesús, soakin' their 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 you livin'? Large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre

You flippin' coke or playin' spit, spades, and strip poker?

[Hook: Pete Rock + Nas]

{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 — whose world is this?

[Verse 3: Nas]

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 nigga for this black cloud to follow

‘Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow

Tryin' to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip

Picturin' my peeps not eatin' can 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 loot in fly clothes, burnin' 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

[Hook: Pete Rock + Nas]

{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 — whose world is this?

[Outro: Nas]

Yeah, a'ight?

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

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

Aight

• Artist:Nas
• Album:Illmatic