If our collide (It's my world) I you know that one of us gon' die (It's my world) It be me cus I was born to rise (Yo, my world) So when the war I hope you on my (It's my world, It's my world, my world)
{*Repeat [Scratching from Sway and Tech's "The Anthem"] Chino makes the go round... Nas from "Hate me Now"] The Illest... Blame God he breath in my lungs...
1] Don't it a comeback... I've been here for I'm like a record from Select ending anyone's career But does anyone care? And did anyone dare try ya? I got the world hemmed up my daddy named me tailor I'll scare ya' like I knock at the front when the rents due The true, O.G., shine's inevitable Rhymes irrefutable digital Louder then Busta wardrobe, and I've been foretold a tough cat in your zip code, city or rural Will I immortal and make you a graffiti R.I.P. mural Complete with artist rendering on how you to be proving you're mortal victory to Chi Underneath flowers and candles from your friends and The walls are you should've never fucked with me I it to your f-a-c-e but don't respond Cus I'm the big dog, the world's a fire hydrant I piss upon
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2] Yo, yeah, yo... 360 of unadulterated battle You must be wanting to challenge mine My distance is so accurate anytime laps cameras it apart time's fabric, no exaggerate Thirty five thousand Giga hard drives only could half of it That the half of it, I spit the blood of Christ on a catholic Lyrics specialist this a bitch rip shit so effortless method with Method Man being chased by thirty Methodists Seven day adventist tempt and try to prevent this So I curse like the Motto leaving them like the mantis in front of Mormons 'til they banished up in piss Start dramas Amish 'til they turn to Blood and Crips Go to war with four continents make Saddam protestant Bill Clinton's advisors like look at your big mouth got us in Give the surgery Resurrect ?Isaac Raveen? then mandate the extinction of all of the universe in darkness for all eternity I'm Vernon Jordan on the stand committing purgery resurrect Hannibal, To show Italianos how African they are for thinking of us as I'll Mussolini, Piss in his hat and show him with all his and gases couldn't see me Resurrect Idi Amin and Then sit around exchanging war stories to whose mind is sicker And full of hatred, ain't far cus if it was would still be here and these wack rappers would be dead
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3] [I have survived] years of being poor [I have survived] My hometown I wasn't raw [I have survived] Being shot at and stabbed on tour [I have survived] of niggas stealing my metaphors For three years, broken that's thirty six months six thousand two hundred eighty hours holding a grudge A non-vocalist drama belonging in the So raw I'm my reflection for rhyming in the mirror flows ancient, I'm past the prehistoric stages I flip vocal booths equipped with roll and cages Temperature rise feeling faint when my heat fell You wish for death like Lady Di wish she'd a seat belt Seek help, May Day, S.O.S. Dot dot dash... beat that ass in Morse Code Your rhyme like syndrome I make you home For on my Puerto Rican skin tone (Leave him alone) And I don't a fuck who you get... I don't give a fuck if Jesus write your verses and Satan and God it I don't give a fuck if signed it I don't a fuck what old school rapper you getting outta retirement I'm on my own dick like a man in solitary enough pollution to destroy the whole environment Chino strikes Lose hearing from my buzz Sell CD's? Shit, I sold water to during the flood
{*Repeat [Scratching from Sway and "The Anthem"] Chino makes the go round... Nas from] The Illest... Blame God he breath in my lungs...