Official HD Music Video for “The World Is Yours” by Nas
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Chorus:
(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 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?
Men I tell u bro in maybe 10 years this is what I'm going to listen with my kids later on the way to the school. They got to know one of the goat of the 90's
I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with 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 cipher complete Whether crusing in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin' asleep I keep falling, but never falling 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 Aiming guns in all my baby pictures Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, rolling foul The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child Dwelling 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 Jesus, soaking their sins in trays Of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter Thinking a word best describing 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 you living? Large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre You're flipping coke or playing spit, spades and strip poker? 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 (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed 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, 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 Picturing 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, stabbing 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, burning dollars to light my stove Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games People play, bust the problems of the world today 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 Yeah, 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 Everybody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours (it's yours) Long Island, yo, the world is yours (it's yours) Staten Island, yeah, 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, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with 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 cipher complete Whether crusing in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin' asleep I keep falling, but never falling 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 Aiming guns in all my baby pictures Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, rolling foul The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child Dwelling 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 Jesus, soaking their sins in trays Of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter Thinking a word best describing 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 you living? Large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre You're flipping coke or playing spit, spades and strip poker? 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 (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed 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, 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 Picturing 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, stabbing 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, burning dollars to light my stove Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games People play, bust the problems of the world today 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 Yeah, 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 Everybody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours (it's yours) Long Island, yo, the world is yours (it's yours) Staten Island, yeah, the world is yours (it's yours) South Bronx, the world is yours (it's yours) Aight
Men I tell u bro in maybe 10 years this is what I'm going to listen with my kids later on the way to the school. They got to know one of the goat of the 90's
My like was 100,000 ! Should be 10 million likes 1 billion views
niggas now listening to kanye, yall needa learn real rap if it slapped u on the face
Worst hip hop ever. Trap and SoundCloud rap is better
Nas and Ruth Langmore are both legends
I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
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 cipher complete
Whether crusing in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin' asleep
I keep falling, but never falling 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
Aiming guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, rolling foul
The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling 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 Jesus, soaking their sins in trays
Of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinking a word best describing 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 you living? Large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre
You're flipping coke or playing spit, spades and strip poker?
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
(It's yours)
(It's yours)
(It's yours)
(It's yours)
I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed
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, 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
Picturing 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, stabbing 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, burning dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games
People play, bust the problems of the world today
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
Yeah, 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
Everybody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours (it's yours)
Long Island, yo, the world is yours (it's yours)
Staten Island, yeah, the world is yours (it's yours)
South Bronx, the world is yours (it's yours)
Aight
2022 and still going
Appreciate this legend why he’s still here, there won’t be another Nas.
on repeat
Bro…. NOSTALGIC
Ay yo nas
I love this song the world is yours by nas and if I ruled the world with Lauryn hill it's sounds so beautiful ❤️
hello
the world is mine
That instrumental HITS!
CLASSIC THAT WILL STAND THE TEST OF TIME!
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, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
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 cipher complete
Whether crusing in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin' asleep
I keep falling, but never falling 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
Aiming guns in all my baby pictures
Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, rolling foul
The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling 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 Jesus, soaking their sins in trays
Of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinking a word best describing 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 you living? Large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre
You're flipping coke or playing spit, spades and strip poker?
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
(It's yours)
(It's yours)
(It's yours)
(It's yours)
I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed
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, 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
Picturing 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, stabbing 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, burning dollars to light my stove
Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games
People play, bust the problems of the world today
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
Yeah, 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
Everybody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours (it's yours)
Long Island, yo, the world is yours (it's yours)
Staten Island, yeah, the world is yours (it's yours)
South Bronx, the world is yours (it's yours)
Aight
Golden age hip hop 4 life
nas u a legend
My favorite song ever. Kiss from France nas.
There's very little hip-hop music I like, but I think this is genuinely great!
28 yrs old today
HAPPY ILLMATIC DAY!
Easiest most legendary beats in rap history
2022 gang were we at.
Top 10 of The '90s Hip Hop
-MRMYX
好きなものに囲まれたい
Top 5 Hip hop songs of all time. Incredible in 94, incredible now.
2022