Luyện nghe bài hát The World Is Yours

Whose is this?
(The is yours, the world is yours)
mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose is this?
yours
It's mine, it's mine, mine
world is this?
(The world is yours, the is yours)
It's mine, it's mine, it's
world is this?

I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the
To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical
Understandable shit that murderers move with
The theme: play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a pipe
The mind activation, react I'm facin' time like
"Pappy" Mason, pens I'm embracin'
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the on the streets
Suede Timb's on my feets makes my complete
Whether crusing in a cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the make me falling asleep
I keep falling, but never 6 feet deep
I'm out for to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for presidents to me (Say what?)
I'm out for presidents to represent me

Whose world is
(The is yours, the world is yours)
It's mine, it's mine, it's
world is this?
It's
It's mine, it's mine, it's
world is this?
(The is yours, the world is yours)
mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose is this?

To my man Ill Will, God bless life (It's yours!)
To my peoples throughout Queens, God your life
I trip, we box up bitches
Aiming guns at all my pictures
Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, foul
The versatile, wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a
There's no days, for broke days we sell it: pays
While all the old pray to Jesus, soaking their sins in trays
Of holy water. Odds Nas are slaughter
Thinking a word best my life to name my daughter
My strength, my son, the star, will be my
Born in correction. All the shit I did, he'll lead a right direction
"How you living?" Large, a broker charge - cards are
You flipping coke or playing spades and strip poker?

world is this?
(The world is yours, the is yours)
It's mine, it's mine, it's
Whose world is
It's
It's mine, it's mine, it's
Whose is this?
(The is yours, the world is yours)
It's mine, it's mine, mine
Whose world is

I'm the young city bandit, hold down single-handed
For murder raps, I my thoughts alone, get remanded
alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, 1,000 miles home
I a new nigga for this black cloud to follow
Cause it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
Trying to maintain, I flip, the clip to the tip
Picturing my peeps, now the income my heartbeat skip
And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my in handcuffs
Headed for Indiana, stabbing like the Phantom
The crew is lamping, Big
Check the chip-toothed smile, plus I profile
Stash through the flock wools, burning dollars to my stove
Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the
People play, bust the of the world today