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Song «The World Is Yours» von NAS.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1994 04 19 (Album), 1994 05 31 (Single)
Label: Columbia CK 57684, Columbia 44 77513
Songwriter Nasir Jones & Peter Phillips
Produktion: Pete Rock & Q-Tip
Genre: Hip-Hop - Gangstarap - Eastcoast-Renaissance

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NAS
Nasir Jones
Peter Phillips
Pete Rock
Q-Tip

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[Chorus: 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 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? [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 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 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 feets makes my cipher complete Whether cruisin' in a Sikh's 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: Pete Rock + Nas] 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? [Verse 2: Nas] 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 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 when sellin' smoke pays While all the old folks pray to Jesús, soakin' they sins in trays Of holy water, odds against Nas is 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 in right direction How you livin'? Large or broke on charge cards and mediocre? You flippin' coke or playin' spit, spades, and strip poker? [Chorus: Pete Rock + Nas] (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? Yo, the world is yours, the world is yours It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this? (It's yours) [Bridge] Break it down It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours [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 [Chorus: Pete Rock + Nas] (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? (Yeah) The world is yours, the world is yours It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this? (It's yours) [Outro: Nas & Pete Rock] (Break it down) Yeah, 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, yo, 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