| Uhh | |
| Yeah, y'know | |
| Shit is wild, heheh | |
| Can't complain though, I'm alive | |
| Healthy and allathat, knahmsayin? | |
| Just tryin to do my thang | |
| Praise to all | |
| Bust it, that nigga Slick Rick said | |
| I waited long time sweatin it | |
| I got jerked but now I'm gettin it | |
| Hazy like asthma bizarre disaster | |
| Stress almost held me down from bein a master | |
| The faster, preacher, poet, a teacher | |
| "It's been so long" like Monifah | |
| Believe that, I'm needed, in rappin, I breathe this | |
| Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this | |
| Oscar award winning your shit I'm bored with it | |
| Stop copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it | |
| Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle | |
| Ten years later you be bitin my single | |
| Primo, take it Downtown, Swing it | |
| Intervenin on the board, sensimil steamin, yeah | |
| Catch the vibe like a tribal dance | |
| In the clubs on the low with the b-boy stance | |
| Money rubbin with a shorty got bumped by a chump | |
| Tell him, 'Step off, I'm doin the Hump' | |
| Yeah | |
| I say it's my world, and I won't stop | |
| And if you stand in my way you bound to get dropped | |
| Some wish that I was gone cause they know I'ma win | |
| In a minute I 'll be makin six G's times ten | |
| I'm the computer, printin out data take notes | |
| Then analyze the information and press send | |
| Freaky like porno, Ron Jeremy saw no | |
| Obstacle or pussy to stop him from bonin a hoe | |
| Me and the mic double trouble | |
| Chicks look at us like twins, all lovable and huggable | |
| Prognosis, on the, mic I choke out | |
| Had the same effects from coughin blowin smoke out | |
| Architect, rap technician, man listen | |
| It's no doubt you gonna pump this in your system | |
| My skills ill, and all of that above | |
| Confidence, I'm not worried bout a street buzz | |
| I'm O.C., who you? I never heard of ya | |
| Get out my face 'fore I turn into a motherfuckin murderer | |
| I want the green like indo, a mansion, a car | |
| A wife who's never been a bimbo | |
| Too much to ask well to me that's simple | |
| Wanna retire on a yacht called the S. S. Minnow | |
| I say it's my world, and I won't stop | |
| And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped | |
| [x4] | |
| Top choice, this here nigga got poise | |
| Ain't a man alive who could stop my noise | |
| I snatch a star from the sky, spark up your lye | |
| You stand astounded wonderin how I did it | |
| Now you're star struck, like I truck gold | |
| Treatin me like a nigga havin a million records sold | |
| Now a starchild, phenmonen like the X-Files | |
| Rappers know I'm comin so they go in exile | |
| Czar in this rap shit, comin on your mattress | |
| Microphone fiend I make beats do backflips | |
| Fear me like genocide, serious | |
| How I do it through your stereo, mysterious | |
| O.C. do demolition, nil competition | |
| Like robot Kong on a destroy mission | |
| A matter of life and death you try to fight for breath | |
| I snatch your heart from a slice through your chest | |
| Who the best, from New York to Bogota | |
| Who got face thinkin they scare me with a scar, shit | |
| What I be bringin is a terrible sight | |
| A performance never again performed on the mic | |
| I say it's my world, and I won't stop | |
| And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped | |
| [x4] | |
| Say it's my world... | |
| It's my world... |
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