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 mine, it's mine, it's mine 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? I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like 'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete Whether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for dead presidents to represent me 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? 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 mine, it's mine, it's mine 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? To my man Ill Will, God bless your life It's yours! To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life I trip we box up crazy bitches aimin guns in all my baby pictures Beef with housin police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's Yet I'm the mild, money gettin style, rollin foul The versatile, honey stickin wild, golden child Dwellin in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle There's no days, for broke days, we sell it, smoke pays While all the old folks pray, to Je-sus' soakin they sins in trays of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter Thinkin a word best describin my life, to name my daughter My strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrection Born in correction all the wrong shit I did, he'll lead a right direction How ya livin large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre You flippin coke or playin spit spades in strip poker It's yours! It's mine, it's mine, it's mine 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 mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? Yo, the world is yours, the world is yours It's mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? It's yours! Break it down I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down singlehanded For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside in a thousand miles from home I need a new nigga, for this black cloud to follow Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip Picturin my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skip And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs Headed for Indiana stabbin women like the Phantom The crew is lampin big Willie style Check the chip toothed smile, plus I profile wild Stash through the flock wools, burnin dollars to light my stove Walk the blocks wit a bop, checkin Danes plus the games people play, bust the problems of the world today It's yours! It's mine, it's mine, it's mine 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 mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? Yeah, the world is yours, the world is yours It's mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? It's yours! Break it down Yea aight? To everybody in Queens, the foundation It's yours! The world is yours To everybody uptown, yo, the world is yours It's yours! The world is yours To everybody in Brooklyn Y'all know the world is yours It's yours! The world is yours Everbody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours It's yours! Long Island, the world is yours It's yours! Staten Island, yea the world is yours It's yours! South Bronx, the world is yours It's yours! Aight
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 mine, it's mine, it's mine 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? I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like 'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete Whether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for dead presidents to represent me 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? 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 mine, it's mine, it's mine 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? To my man Ill Will, God bless your life It's yours! To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life I trip we box up crazy bitches aimin guns in all my baby pictures Beef with housin police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's Yet I'm the mild, money gettin style, rollin foul The versatile, honey stickin wild, golden child Dwellin in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle There's no days, for broke days, we sell it, smoke pays While all the old folks pray, to Je-sus' soakin they sins in trays of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter Thinkin a word best describin my life, to name my daughter My strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrection Born in correction all the wrong shit I did, he'll lead a right direction How ya livin large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre You flippin coke or playin spit spades in strip poker It's yours! It's mine, it's mine, it's mine 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 mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? Yo, the world is yours, the world is yours It's mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? It's yours! Break it down I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down singlehanded For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside in a thousand miles from home I need a new nigga, for this black cloud to follow Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip Picturin my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skip And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs Headed for Indiana stabbin women like the Phantom The crew is lampin big Willie style Check the chip toothed smile, plus I profile wild Stash through the flock wools, burnin dollars to light my stove Walk the blocks wit a bop, checkin Danes plus the games people play, bust the problems of the world today It's yours! It's mine, it's mine, it's mine 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 mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? Yeah, the world is yours, the world is yours It's mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this? It's yours! Break it down Yea aight? To everybody in Queens, the foundation It's yours! The world is yours To everybody uptown, yo, the world is yours It's yours! The world is yours To everybody in Brooklyn Y'all know the world is yours It's yours! The world is yours Everbody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours It's yours! Long Island, the world is yours It's yours! Staten Island, yea the world is yours It's yours! South Bronx, the world is yours It's yours! Aight
A faixa “The World Is Yours” foi lançada em maio de 1994, na Columbia Records, como parte do álbum debut de Nas, *Illmatic*, e foi escrita por Nas e Pete Rock.
A produção de Pete Rock inclui amostras de “It’s Yours” de T La Rock e Jazzy Jay, bem como “I Love Music” de Ahmad Jamal, criando uma base clássica que remete ao estilo de hip‑hop da época.
O single atingiu o número 13 na Billboard Hot Rap Singles dos EUA e foi reconhecido por críticos como uma das maiores canções de hip‑hop de todos os tempos, chegando ao sétimo lugar na lista de destaque do About.com.
A música faz referências culturais distintas, citando o filme *Scarface*, o traficante Howard “Pappy” Mason e o desconhecido serial killer das *Texarkana Moonlight Murders*.
Em 2015, a Sprite incorporou o título da música em seus refrigerantes na campanha “Obey Your Verse”, colocando letras de rap em latas e garrafas.
Em 28 de janeiro de 2019, “The World Is Yours” recebeu certificação de Gold pela RIAA, atestando seu sucesso contínuo na indústria musical.
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