The World Is Yours (Tip Mix)

Whos world is this

I sip the dom p watchin gandhi til im charged
Writin in my book of rhymes all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic im throbbin mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
The thiefs theme play me at night they wont act right
The fiend of hip hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation react like im facin time like
Pappy mason with pens im embracin
Wipe the sweat off my dome spit the phlegm on the streets
Air the nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete
Whether crusin in a sikhs cab or montero jeep
I cant call it beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin but never fallin six feet deep
Im out for presidents to represent me get money
Im out for presidents to represent me take money
Im out for dead f**king presidents to represent me
Whose world is this

The world is yours
Disciple of the projects slash verbal murderer
Whose world is this
Yeah the world is yours
To the philly bluntheads crackpumping drug murderers
Whose world is this

The world is yours
To my niggas coming home from lockdown with new plans
Whose world is this
F**k it the world is mine
Holdin a stolen cops glock with gnotes in my hand
Whose world is this
To my man ill will god bless your life
To my peoples throughout queens god bless your life
My insight enlights vision
Words of wisdom niggas pay me intuition
To listen to murder paragraphs of mysticism
Man plant seeds that brings forth multiple breeds
So many cultures in one planet but one cultures free
Son i need weed to proceed

Change the flow speed and im getting vexed guiliani and six six six
Theres no days for broke days selling smoke pays
I toke the chocolate potent phillies never roach spray
Shit is a hassle the bridge is like a haunted castle
The mics my religion the system is the devils lassle
Hey yo the trife life is the most influential
The colors on mens skins and pens is coincidental
How ya livin large or broke uh
Youre wasting time extortin papers from smokers
Cacthing court papers getting broker

The world is mine
Persona of late tony montana yet gettin mine
Whose world is this
The whole world is mine

Who want it i never front it im forever blunted gettin lye
Whose world is this
Ante up with the lye la la la
Never stop we dont stop la la la
The hennylo puff a lye yall la la la
Dont stop the hennylo la la la
Who puff the lye la la la
Everyday puff the lye plus the hennylo la la la
Im 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
Im 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 its over me its too dark to see tomorrow
Trying to maintain i flip fillthe clip to the tip
Picturin my peeps now the income make my heartbeat skip
And im amped up they locked the champ up even my brains in handcuffs
Headed for indiana stabbin bitches like the phantom
The crew is lampin ill will style
Check the gold toothed smile plus i profile wild
Stash through the fly clothes burnin dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks wit a bop checkin dames plus the games
People play i check the dames plus the games people play
Bust the problems of the world today
Whos world is this

Until endla la la la la la la la la la la

Yeah yeah yeah wizard keep that lye in the air

Yo i wanna give a shout out to the whole f**kin queens

My man tipster on the boards keepin it real lord

The queensbridge nation get it on

Fakin no f**kin jacks f**k around and get your wig pushed back

And big shout out to my man killa is on you

Les on another murder quest 94 and we out

Keep the lye in the air hennessy everywhere

Keep the la la goin