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s.b. - world is mine كلمات الأغنية

verse 1

hit you with a centripetal force like
punch to m-ss, over velocity – it feels right
what’s the mathematics or the science if indeed wrong
…..y’all been rapping trap so long
mice to some cheese or fleas to some lice
fleas to some fur, you just blind to the blur
sir i’m just barely getting warmed up
pot stove top down, pressure cooker with some cold cuts
what? ….no pork in it, huh…. stick a fork in it
they say crack rap is dead
but i’m still flipping lines and moving these bricks
can’t you see i play tetris
…y’all lost on the puns…. like we lost a great one
my black thoughts play bands to make her dance
as i weave through her hair
building my nest in her roots – think i found one
whoa i’m a needle in a haystack, pr-cks never worry me
making no bales, where your horse at?
black men dead or in jail
they just farm out talent to build up they sales
so bro, where your inc at
pen’s mightier than the sword but i’m talking about handling business with the lord
god almighty, cross so holy
when we see serena, oh we ain’t worthy
when i hear nasir, figured who raised me
when i hear rakim, figured who birthed he
these days y’all adopt each other’s flows no one even bothers asking who the heck raised y’all
….y’all claiming y’all ball but you don’t stand a chance sitting 2 feet tall
you shoot so far from the hoops, lose the loot
take a gamble when you play…all-around the world..is..

hook
whose world is this [it’s yours!]
it’s ours, it’s ours
whose world is this [it’s yours!]
it’s ours, it’s ours
whose world is this [it’s yours!]
it’s ours, it’s ours
whose world, their world, it’s our woo-oo-orld
whose world is this

verse 2

abjo is a beast on the beats and i’m cleats kicking feet to your teeth
and i don’t mean defeat, victory is elite and replete with these feats
if it’s good for the geese then it soothes the m-sseuse who puts you to sleep
what you sow is a seed in the soil where you toiled hope it’s all that you reap
or more than you keep
they say it’s good for the genes/jeans
or maybe good for the sleeves
whatever you were/wear sis is all in-crease – i get it
you didn’t say it, do it – i meant it
for, the, life, of, me don’t dead it
tell me better when you let it all hang out, spread…on the floor go get it

hook
whose world is this [it’s yours!]
it’s ours, it’s ours
whose world is this [it’s yours!]
it’s ours, it’s ours
whose world is this [it’s yours!]
it’s ours, it’s ours
whose world, it’s yo world, it’s your woooorrrlld
whose wooorrlllddd

verse 3

man, they kept telling me boy you should move to the east to keep rapping
this was back in 05, 06 in the south back packing
it was trill or the underground no middleground to be repping
still it was sb, ruk, oni and vic trendsetting
octane, blow-flame, you can’t douse him
max payne, kick game, you can’t fathom
long aim, stretch fade, leg dhalsim
short range, closed veins, bled ounces
captain atom with the pen
teth-adam with the poems
a. baraka type prose
superhero fly flows, hitting subzero throws
on the surface of the sun yet my style is ice cold – what you talkin’ bout
i keep a heater in the meter ride the feeder whilst too eager in a beamer with a diva – that’s a two seater
pull a bullet if you cull it in ya luggage but don’t dub it in a gauntlet or a mullet- that’s a heat seeker
what i’m describin’ if you vibin with the rhyming or the lining and rewind ‘em you will find then – it’s a great reader
interloper none so bolder frankly coder/colder than the modem that you holding for your folders
how you copin’ with ‘em?
breakdancin’ on the beat, graffiti with it
mc’ing like a beast, turn tables livid
mr dj like sew, cut cloths different
5 lessons of this game, i hope you all get it
my entire soulection, powered by naked rhythms
my higher profession, enraptures all of my winnings
i’m dissecting you rappers favored by fake isms
and letting you know the world is ours for the taking

- s b

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