The World Is Yours

Lyrics

Lyrics from snippet [Verse 1: MF DOOM] I sip a hot tea, watchin' Archie flip on Meathead And left the page Rip Torn writin' what the beat said On the mic he's heat-red, ghetto, street-bred All crooked D.T.s and feds can eat lead Wheat, gluten free, he is who he is, is who he be Mind your biz for me It could even help you in the long run What good's a song if the jawn is no fun Shogun, invisible armor level 5 Couldn't penetrate the bomber with your llama, stay alive Playin' jive, bеamin' on the telemеtry Old enough to be your uncle, prime time MC Though prefer the term "rhymer" Third-timer slurred word primer, dime her And make sure it stay tight, it's only right Own the daylight and the night, they bite And it's all happy-go-lucky shit Ask him, do he really give a fuck-shit? Tuck it Nothin' on the bucket list, suck it Struck a nugget, duck, kid [Verse 2: Kurious] Avalanche, these frauds should tell us how they really feel They should say they fake, so now we know they really real This shit is ill, the thrill, the smell, the hood, the skill is good The will, the truth, the throat, the folks, the rhymes, the notes, the folks that still the same The pain, the drugs, the dose, your host [?] stupid High power, rapping cupid, street bread and eloquent's revisions on the rapping blueprint Tryna stay polite when it's too bent Or to stay in your lane and still thank you for your two cent Heart and spirits, blaze affiliates raising the quantum lyrics, hard critics So fresh bound to reassess once they start to hear it Love both, left the party on some do-