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

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

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

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

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

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 deep by sound alone, caved inside, 1,000 miles home
I need a new for this black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me too dark to see tomorrow
Trying to maintain, I flip, the clip to the tip
Picturing my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat
And I'm amped up, they the champ up, even my brain's 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, dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks with a bop, dames, plus the games
People play, the problems of the world today