The World Is Yours - Tip Mix

(Whose world is this?)
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 La, la la la
 (Whose world is this?)
 I sip the Dom P, watchin' Gandhi 'til I'm charged
 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
 A fiend of hip-hop, it's 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
 And the Nike's on my feet keep my cipher complete
 Whether cruisin' in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep, I can't call it
 Beats make me fallin' asleep, I keep fallin'
 But never fallin' six feet deep
 I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
 I'm out for presidents to represent me (Take money)
 I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me
 (Whose world is this?)
 The world is yours
 Disciple of the project's slash verbal murderer
 (Whose world is this?)
 Yeah, the world is yours
 To the Phillie blunt heads, crack pumpin' drug murderers
 (Whose world is this?)
 The world is yours
 To my niggas comin' home from lockdown with new plans
 (Whose world is this?)
 Fuck it, the world is mine
 Holdin' a stolen cop's Glock with G-notes 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 plants seeds that bring forth multiple breeds
 So many cultures on one planet, but one culture's free
 Son, I need weed to proceed, change the flow speed
 I'm gettin' vexed, Giuliani is 6-6-6
 There's no days for broke days, sellin' smoke pays
 I toke the chocolate potent Phillies, never roach-sprayed
 Shit is a hassle, the Bridge is like a haunted castle
 The mic's my religion, the system is the Devil's lasso
 A-yo, the strife life is the most influential
 Though colors on men's skins in pens is coincidental
 How you livin'? Large or broker?
 You're wastin' time extortin' papers from smokers
 Catchin' court papers, gettin' broker
 The world is mine
 Persona of late Tony Montana, yeah, gettin' mine
 (Whose world is this?)
 The whole world is mine
 Who want it? I never front it, I'm forever blunted, hittin' lye
 (Whose world is this?)
 Henny up with the lye (La la la)
 Never stop, we don't stop (La la la)
 The Hennylo, puffin' lye, y'all (La la la la)
 Don't stop the Hennylo (La la la)
 Who puff the lye? (La la la)
 Every day, puff the lye, plus the Hengelo (La la la la)
 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 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
 Tryin' to maintain flip, fill the clip to the tip
 Picturin' my peeps not eatin' could make my heartbeat skip
 And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up
 Even my brain's 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 loot in fly clothes, burnin' dollars to light my stage
 Walk the blocks with a bop
 Checkin' dames, plus the game's people play
 I check the dames, plus the game's people play
 Bust the problems of the world today
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 La 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 fuckin' Queens
 My man Tipster on the boards, keepin' it real, Lord
 The Queens bridge nation gets it on
 Fakin' no fuckin' jax
 Fuck around and get your wig pushed back
 A big shout-out to my man Killa!
 Ron Du, it's on you
 L.E.S. on another murder quest
 '94, we out
 Keep the lye in the air, Hennessy everywhere
 Keep the la la goin'