The World Is Yours
Nas Lyrics
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Where can you hide away
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
The world is getting smaller
The population's grown
Where Oh where can sweethearts go
When they wanna be alone
Out to the park we went walking
To a quiet spot by the bay
We found some kids playing cowboy there
And they wouldn't go away
So no romance that day
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
We thought that we had the answer
A drive-in movie we planned
But the only place we could find to park
Was next to the pizza stand
And man that's a busy stand
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
The world is getting smaller
And let me ask you this
Where Oh where can sweethearts go
When they wanna steal a kiss
To Lovers Lane we went driving
We parked what did I find
My own kid sister was in the car
That was parked by next to mine
And love withered on the line
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
Dum Diddly-Hi-Dee Dum Diddly-Aye
Where can you hide away
Where can you hide away
Where can you hide away
Where can you hide away
Where can you hide away
The lyrics to Nas's song "The World Is Yours" celebrate individuality and self-determination. It opens with the lines "Whose world is this? The world is yours, the world is yours. It's mine, it's mine, it's mine." This repetition emphasizes the idea that everyone has ownership over their own world and destiny. Throughout the song, Nas raps about his experiences, struggles, and aspirations. He describes drinking Dom Pรฉrignon while watching a movie, writing hard-hitting rhymes, and navigating the dangers of the streets. The lyrics show that he refuses to succumb to society's expectations and instead creates his own path in the world.
The line "I'm out for dead presidents to represent me" is also a standout. The phrase refers to wanting to have a lot of money, but the use of "dead presidents" instead of dollars or cash highlights the idea that presidents on U.S. currency are figures of power and influence. Nas is not just seeking money, but he wants the respect and status that comes with it, so he can represent himself and his community. Additionally, the song's memorable hook "It's yours" is a call to action, encouraging listeners to take control of their lives and make the most of their opportunities.
Line by Line Meaning
Whose world is this?
Questioning whose world we live in
The world is yours, the world is yours
Asserting that the world is yours for the taking
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Emphasizing that the world belongs to you personally
I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged
Enjoying the finer things in life and seeking inspiration from influential figures
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin
Taking creativity beyond the limits
To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement
Being passionate about performing and delivering a flawless performance
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
Having a smooth flow and being respected for lyrical ability like successful criminals are respected in their circles
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
Creating music that resonates with those who have a criminal lifestyle
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
Being addicted to the rush of creating and performing music
The mind activation, react like I'm facin' time like
Feeling the pressure to create something impactful and timeless
Pappy Mason, with pens I'm embracin'
Embracing the pen as a powerful tool for self-expression, like Pappy Mason did when he was incarcerated
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
Showing the grit and rawness of street life
Suede Timb's on my feets makes my cipher complete
Rocking stylish and comfortable footwear as a symbol of success and confidence
Whether crusing in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep
Being versatile and adaptable while still maintaining your identity
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin' asleep
Getting lost in the soundscape of the music and feeling completely immersed in it
I keep falling, but never falling six feet deep
Experiencing setbacks and failures, but always bouncing back stronger
I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?)
Striving for financial success and respect
To my man Ill Will, God bless your life (it's yours)
Paying tribute to a lost friend and wishing him well in the afterlife
To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life
Acknowledging the support of the community and wishing them well
I trip, we box up crazy bitches
Dealing with the ups and downs of relationships
Aiming guns in all my baby pictures
Reflecting on the harsh environment and tough upbringing
Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
Dealing with the oppression and injustice of police brutality
Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, rolling foul
Being successful and fly despite the obstacles and temptations
The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Being multi-talented, charming, and unique
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Living in a harsh environment where it's easy to fall victim to violence
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
Fighting against the temptations and distractions that can derail your success
There's no days, for broke days we sell it, smoke pays
Struggling to make ends meet and resorting to illegal means to survive
While all the old folks pray to Jesus, soaking their sins in trays
Seeing the desperation of the older generation as they cling to religion for solace and redemption
Of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
Facing heavy odds and obstacles in life but being determined to overcome them
Thinking a word best describing my life to name my daughter
Finding inspiration for life and creativity in the simple moments
My strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrection
Placing hope and expectations on the next generation to carry on your legacy
Born in correction, all the wrong shit I did, he'll lead a right direction
Acknowledging past mistakes and hoping to pass on lessons learned to the next generation
How you living? Large, a broker charge, cards are mediocre
Questioning the worth and value of material possessions and flashy lifestyles
You're flipping coke or playing spit, spades and strip poker?
Asking whether others are living a life of crime or just having fun with games and leisure activities
I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed
Being independent and self-reliant in the pursuit of success
For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
Facing legal repercussions for the controversial and hard-hitting lyrics
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
Knowing that ultimately, you are responsible for your own success or failure
I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, a thousand miles from home
Finding solace and inspiration in music as a form of escape from loneliness or isolation
I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow
Feeling burdened and needing someone to share the load of personal and creative struggles
'Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
Feeling lost or hopeless when faced with obstacles or setbacks
Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip
Struggling to stay focused and driven despite distractions and chaos
Picturing my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skip
Thinking of friends and family and the responsibility to provide for them
And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs
Feeling both physically and mentally constrained, but still determined to succeed
Headed for Indiana, stabbing women like the Phantom
Referencing the real-life serial killer who inspired the movie, Phantom of the Opera
The crew is lampin', Big Willie-style
Being relaxed and confident, flaunting success like a wealthy celebrity
Check the chip-toothed smile, plus I profile wild
Showing off a defiant attitude and a unique appearance
Stash through the flock wools, burning dollars to light my stove
Surviving and thriving in poverty by any means necessary, even if it means spending money on warmth and comfort
Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games
Enjoying the energy and atmosphere of the city, and the excitement of flirting and dating
People play, bust the problems of the world today
Acknowledging the struggles and challenges that exist in the world, and using music to address and confront them
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