Luyện nghe bài hát The World Is Yours

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

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

Whose world is
(The world is yours, the is yours)
mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is
It's
mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose is this?
(The world is yours, the is yours)
It's mine, it's mine, 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 at all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police, release that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, foul
The versatile, wild golden child
Dwelling in the Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, is a hassle
no days, for broke days we sell it: smoke pays
While all the old folks pray to Jesus, soaking their in trays
Of water. Odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinking a word describing my life to name my daughter
My strength, my son, the star, be my resurrection
in correction. All the wrong shit I did, he'll lead a right direction
"How you living?" Large, a broker charge - are mediocre
You flipping or playing spit spades and strip poker?

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

I'm the young bandit, hold myself down single-handed
For murder raps, I kick my alone, get remanded
Born alone, die alone, no to keep my crown or throne
I'm by sound alone, caved inside, 1,000 miles from home
I need a new nigga for black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see
to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip
Picturing my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat
And I'm amped up, locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs
Headed for Indiana, stabbing women like the
The crew is lamping, Big
the chip-toothed smile, plus I profile wild
Stash through the flock wools, burning to light my stove
Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, the games
play, bust the problems of the world today