The Whole World

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]

Sneak up on you niggas like a thief in the night

Ur money or ur life or bald headed wife

Stocky fingaz see the bald head wit the knife

Mick billy got gun to ur head don't loose ur life

Cause my bullshit life I'm throwing down the drain

We so hungry my niggas got abdominal pains

Straight gas niggas blowing on phenomenal strains

Exotic trees we call this shit Obama Hussein

Onyx 4 life nigga the madface on my six pack

Big mack oh my god it gotta kick back

Cut the small talk, my dude, fuck the chick check

Nigga show me where piff at

I'm smoking all these niggas all these niggas

Yo the word in the streets it was trop and them

Yo them got in the club and choppers in

Nigga said be careful god I said I'm watching them

Nigga let off 4 shots it was no stopping them

Yeah this my condolence

Burying all my so called opponents

Blowing the speakers and stereo components

This ain't a regular rap verse this a moment

[Chorus: Fredro Starr]

Don't make my gun go blam

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

Don't make my gun go blam

[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz]

Life is one long day y'all some weekend niguhz

I'm too strong fuck a fade I'm zeeking niguhz

What happen to all the mouth you ain't speaking niguh

Gotta put pressure on it you leaking niguh

Creep on me niguh got heat on my waist

Sleep on me niguh I'll be at your wake

This niguh is raw you want me to demonstrate

I did it before you want me to reiterate

Ya'll niguhz I will fucking incinerate

I'm number one cause all the niguhz I eliminate

Dark meat white meat I don't discriminate

Ya'll ain't like me I'm all in they face

I play niguhz like they fools cause you soft

Break niguhz for they jewls mazel tov

You think you gangster dude then let muzzle talk

Only thing be left of you is outlined in chalk

Outlined in chalk

Only thing be left of you is outlined in chalk

[Chorus: Fredro Starr]

Don't make my gun go blam

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

I got ur whole world in my hand

Don't make my gun go blam