Текст песни NAS - The World Is Yours
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Текст песни NAS - The World Is Yours
";It's yours!"; --> T La RockChorus: 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 chargedThen writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the marginTo hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movementUnderstandable smooth shit that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightThe fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipeThe mind activation, react like I'm facin time likePerry Mason with pens I'm embracinWipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streetsSuede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, completeWhether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero JeepI can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleepI keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deepI'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 meChorus: 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 lifeI trip we box up crazy bitches aimin guns in all my baby picturesBeef with housin police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler'sYet I'm the mild, money gettin style, rollin foulThe versatile, honey stickin wild, golden childDwellin in the Rotten Apple, you get tackledOr caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassleThere's no days, for broke days, we sell it, smoke paysWhile all the old folks pray, to Je-sus' soakin they sins in traysof holy water, odds against Nas are slaughterThinkin a word best describin my life, to name my daughterMy strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrectionBorn in correction all the wrong shit I did, he'll lead a right directionHow ya livin large, a broker charge, cards are mediocreYou 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 singlehandedFor murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remandedBorn alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throneI'm deep by sound alone, caved inside in a thousand miles from homeI need a new nigga, for this black cloud to followCause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrowTrying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tipPicturin my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skipAnd I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffsHeaded for Indiana stabbin women like the PhantomThe crew is lampin big Willie styleCheck the chip toothed smile, plus I profile wildStash through the flock wools, burnin dollars to light my stoveWalk the blocks wit a bop, checkin Danes plus the gamespeople play, bust the problems of the world today