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[Intro: Nas] Whose world is this? [Verse 1] Ayo How I'm livin? Truth driven in a world of fibbin' [?] the sexes Bitches only love you if you pull up in a Lexus So I'm walkin', bedrock style And as I pass, yeah, you know I hear 'em talkin' I sport Adidas, Nike SBs, and feelers I wanna be a millionaire, but motherfuck a Regis, shit I'm just a young man spittin' in his room Ha, I'm a fetus tryna' escape the womb And when I do it's hit after hit 'til I hit the tomb A monsoon of catastrophic domination Come 'round my way, test my game like PlayStation X, left, square, beware I know the combination Increase chips, banana clips multiply (Say what?) Kiss the sky, hollow tips make you wonder why (Say what?) My cheat codes make your forehead implode (Whose world is this?) Brain explode, I blow your mind like [?] (It's yours) GTA IV on the game screen (It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this?) Hard drive full of my shit and not the mainstream Rhyme and reason New school flow, mentality of an aphesion (It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this?) Spittin' to get your little sister out the nether regions [Chorus: Nas] It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this? It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this? It's yours [Verse 2] You pathetic, I'm a poet that spit prophetic I bring the truth, your allegation is prosthetic Objection! Overruled, you been schooled EASTKOAST_KILLA got your whole crew fooled