The World Is Yours

You see these four stars align, our constellation Flashes of Nazi Germany, our camp's concentration This is war nigga but what we need is love They say we not the ones, the evidence is OJ's gloves We did it, Delta Airlines, to me, women are all the same You'll never replace Steph and that standing at the baggage claim Watch the penmanship ink the Genesis, no Sega, Omega creator Fists in the air, pay homage to Huey Newton But to leave the world behind like the theory of evolution Big bang nigga, that's our cue to take off like DeRo, we dope We say Fan-Ta-Sa-Ro, beat killers, stretch till the world is ours Victor Von, Reed Richards, fantastic, kill 'em all with this rap shit Shoot 'em across the Atlas in a Galactic, Galactus. The world is yours and everything in it We all about to come up, 'bout to get lifted Uh, crush dice with my wrist click Bad broads, couple cars and a big clique The world is yours and everything in it The hoes pour it up, Earl Flynn to the center Like, like the world is yours, like, like the world is yours. These R-H-Y-ME Panamers ain't cheap We came a long way from the bullshit, knee deep We young kings and you can see the look in they face They looking shook as our community When gats clicked, them niggas started rocking up And cutting that hard white and cocaine shit Bars costing you dead shit, homie Who the fuck you think you talking with? And by the way, keep your offering, your orifices officers We harder than most artists' offerings, scour the market Baby, my jogging a little altered, we just wanna see them titties That's falling out of your halter, make me dive 'cross the water While sipping this (?) with my Ghostface wallabies We gotta be nothing short of anomalies. You probably try angles like an isosceles We the reason people waking up, the flow is coffee beans C with the S and the F beside that, We the symbol like the high hat, Yeah 'cause odds are we about to blow You could bet your bottom dollar like you dropped your wallet on the floor A giant fee we fight for, fum, Boy you dropped the bar, just let it go Y'all got swag, we got flows, Catch me in the sto' shopping for a glow nigga. To roll this mind weep, rhyme right, lethal, light these on a complex Keeping the spikes speckle, yo rent, (What's up?) Tell these niggas this that (Cowboy Beebop, Eli), chop 'em down with that E.I., we G.I., you average (Doe Swars?) a nigga, stand for the revo, won't get that blog ya nigga Money, sex, drugs, hoes, the true school heads is loving it though We four niggas broadcasting with the Comcast off, in back struggling (?), we ain't thugging, my niggas just like the bone to the harmony Analogy, an I.E., we showing you how to fuck beats, yo fuck beats My shit hot, repeat yo shit for this jock who get not But now you oh oh, oh this shit knock B, Ilajide, bitch can call (?) Blowing like kamikaze, you acting like Johnny Kaji See, we just want your mama jumping like Juwani Rolling doobies in the cut, Hatori Hanzi, play and raise it up Dealer slum village on the lodge looking vigilante And (?), life sucks, gangi, that's what we on for sure The world is yours, holla at a nigga when we on though.