Lyrics:
(It's yours)
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
(It's yours)
It's
(It's yours)
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
(It's yours)
It's
the whole world dancing, tell yo' nigga, grab a tutu (dance, dance, dance, dance)
Ballerina (woo), pussy wet (yeah), that's Aquafina (woo)
Blew yo' check
The world listened? Cool. What’s next?
We gotta try to keep that fire lit right where our heart is
They indicted a couple of police, but we will finish what
as well I do
You ain't no killer, so kill that you wouldn't kill if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall down
We take the gospel from Makaveli,
Uh, what, what, yo, yo, P-5-D uncut
Check it out, yo, yo, S-P uncut
Yo, yo, what, P-5-D uncut, yeah, yeah, it's that Philly shit
Yo, yo, check it
B-Real)
Seekin' to find the toys, with no flavor
See I'm talkin' about those whose vocals ain't coming off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb
B-Real)
Seekin' to find the toys, with no flavor
See I'm talkin' about those whose vocals ain't coming off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb
Check, Mic Check, 1 2
Yah!
Testing 1,2 1,2
Almost check mate homie
Better make your move
All the choices you made
Influenced by social queues
Ugh, uhhh
(Get money…
Too fast for the po po’,
Too fast for the po’ po’, Po’ po’)
Too fast for the Po’ po’
You move slow that’s a no no
Get money by
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
make me violent
I gotta keep my eyes open or I might die here
By my door, I keep a vinegar solution and goggles with riot gear
That aint a clever bar
you'll be like "Who's that group again?" on the ground
with no sound with just boots and chins yeah and ya don't stop lust check
out us Illtown niggas
his brother in a second
And kill the mother fucking cop
Thats killing you, yo family and everybody else on the block
You know what I'm saying, kill that
Move with the air with the sounds that you like to hear,
Modern Talking back for 1998!
We're doin' it live on your 98.7 station.
Pump up the sound
overused, By the wrong people
Don't be confused by your friends, some be out for evil
I gave my best, I gave my all, And got a blank check
Can't trust nobody
as perfect as they come
I know that the lord had a million tries
But I think you are the one
I know it's a cold world where we are can you meet me by
bleed
One more thing that's free
Fuck you and kill me
Fuck you and kill me
Death to a centurion, proud as can be
Nightmares around the world bitches fear
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
figgaz
Check game you lil' young punks
World wide mob figgaz
All you niggas is jealous cats
What? what?
Uh, uh, now put them hands up
Rich niggas
figgaz
Check game you lil' young punks
World wide mob figgaz
All you niggas is jealous cats
What? what?
Uh, uh, now put them hands up
Rich niggas
it up right now
Tuli tuli tuli tuli mukizimbe
Sound the alarm right now
We turning it up right now
Mic check one two one two
Hater va mu kubo
decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8
momma
Gone off that posit and slippin' that 4
I'm bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toy
You bitches better break me off my money 'cause I'm
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