The World Is Yours
dj j. period Lyrics

Whose world is this?
Asking who has ownership of the world and its resources.

(The world is yours, the world is yours)
Answering the question posed in the previous line by indicating that the world belongs to all of us.

It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Reiterating the notion of collective ownership and asserting that each individual has a responsibility to claim their share.

Whose world is this?
Again questioning who has control over the world and its resources.

It's yours
Reminding listeners that they have the power to shape the world and that it is ultimately up to them to take responsibility for it.

I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged
Indicating that the singer enjoys the good life but is also seeking inspiration and motivation from the film Gandhi.

Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin
A reflection of the singer's creative process as they strive to keep pushing beyond established boundaries and limitations.

To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement
Describing the adrenaline rush the artist experiences while performing and the skillful, almost robotic precision with which they do so.

Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
Positing that the artist's smooth flow is akin to that of a murderer's calculated movement, their words deadly in their impact and precision.

The thief's theme: play me at night, they won't act right
An acknowledgement of the power of music and its ability to command attention and influence behavior.

The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
Exploring the addictive nature of hip-hop and the singer's passion for it, which they liken to a craving for drugs.

The mind activation, react like I'm facin' time like
The artist is constantly pushing themselves to the brink of their mental and emotional capacity and is driven to excel by a sense of urgency, imagining themselves in a high-pressure situation like being in jail.

"Pappy" Mason, with pens I'm embracin'
Referencing the notorious drug kingpin Kenneth "Supreme" McGriff, also known as Pappy Mason, and likening the power and influence of his empire to that of the singer's pen and rhymes.

Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
A raw and visceral description of the energy and intensity the singer brings to their craft.

Suede Timb's on my feets makes my cipher complete
Celebrating the classic New York hip-hop style that typically involves wearing Timberland boots, a symbol of authenticity and toughness in the genre.

Whether crusing in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep
Showing that the artist is at home in any environment and able to navigate different settings with ease and confidence.

I can't call it, the beats make me falling asleep
The artist is so deeply engrossed in the music that it has a hypnotic effect on them, making them feel relaxed and at ease.

I keep falling, but never falling six feet deep
The singer is facing numerous challenges and obstacles but is determined to keep pushing through and never give up.

I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?)
The singer is driven by a desire to achieve financial success and gain influence and power.

To my man Ill Will, God bless your life (it's yours!)
Acknowledging a friend who has passed away and expressing a wish for his spirit to live on and flourish.

To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life
Offering a shout-out to the artist's community and wishing them well.

I trip, we box up crazy bitches
Reflecting on the artist's experiences with women and acknowledging the complex, often fraught dynamics of romantic relationships.

Aiming guns at all my baby pictures
A metaphorical representation of the singer's fears and anxieties, which they feel are threatening to destroy their memories and sense of self.

Beef with housing police, release scriptures that's maybe Hitler's
The artist is pushing back against the authorities and taking aim at the systemic injustices that they perceive exist in society. The reference to Hitler suggests that they see themselves as fighting a kind of moral crusade.

Yet I'm the mild, money-getting style, rolling foul
Despite their defiance and revolutionary rhetoric, the singer still sees themselves as primarily motivated by financial gain and personal success.

The versatile, honey-sticking wild golden child
Exploring the tension between the singer's many contradictory impulses and characteristics, including their sexual magnetism, unpredictability, and charisma.

Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Acknowledging the challenges of life in New York City, which can be incredibly tough and unforgiving.

Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
Showing that the artist is aware of the many temptations and traps that exist in the world, particularly for those who are trying to make it on their own terms.

There's no days, for broke days we sell it: smoke pays
Acknowledging the harsh realities of poverty and the fact that many people are forced to turn to illegal activities like drug dealing in order to survive.

While all the old folks pray to Jesus, soaking their sins in trays
A pointed social commentary on the hypocrisy of religious institutions and their leaders, who the singer feels are often more concerned with their own power and wealth than with serving their congregants and the community.

Of holy water. Odds against Nas are slaughter
Reflecting on the fact that the singer faces tremendous obstacles in his pursuit of success and fame as a rapper.

Thinking a word best describing my life to name my daughter
The artist is contemplating the legacy he wants to leave behind and considering the meaning and symbolism of his own name and identity.

My strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrection
Looking towards the future and anticipating the birth of a son who will carry on the artist's legacy and achieve greatness of his own.

Born in correction. All the wrong shit I did, he'll lead a right direction
The artist has made many mistakes in their life but feels that their son will be able to learn from these and chart a better course for himself.

"How you living?" Large, a broker charge - cards are mediocre
Reflecting on the superficial nature of many people's pursuits and the fact that material possessions alone are not enough to guarantee true happiness or fulfillment.

You flipping coke or playing spit spades and strip poker?
The artist is questioning what motivates people to engage in destructive or immoral behavior, suggesting that they are seeking out easy money or thrills without considering the long-term consequences.

Whose world is this?
Returning to the central question of who has ownership and control over the world and its resources.

(The world is yours, the world is yours)
Reaffirming the idea that the world belongs to all of us and that we all have a role to play in shaping its future.

It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Once again asserting the idea of collective ownership and the importance of each individual claiming their share of the world's resources and opportunity.

Whose world is this?
Finalizing the reflection on the meaning of ownership over time and its entailments on the individual and the community.