The World Is Yours (Tip Mix) Lyrics & Tabs by Nas
The World Is Yours (Tip Mix)
guitar chords lyrics
"It's yours!" → T La Rock
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, watching Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbing, mechanical movement
I sip the Dom P, watching Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbing, 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 feets, makes my cypher, 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
(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 aiming guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild, money getting style, rolling 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, when sellin smoke pays
While all the old folks pray, to Jesus soaking they 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 ya living large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre
You flipping coke or playing spit spades in strip poker
"It's yours!"
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 of thorn
I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside 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
Picturing my peeps, now they income could 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 lamping big Willie style
Check the chip toothed smile, plus I profile wild
Stash through the flock wools, burning dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks wit a bop, checking dames plus the games
people play, bust the problems of the world today
"It's yours!"
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*
