from the truth. This is the world that you live in. Well hey, when you said that the world was going to end I don't think that's what you really meant
all away, no, no, no, Just in time, oh we'll live another day... Ooh, how can I tell you how close we have come, That the end of our world has already
burning house I claw and I scrape But I can't seem to get out But who then, who is this That's scratching from the ground Oh, it's my world, too But whose gold
: Tell you a thing That you ought to know Two minutes of your time Then on you go Tell tala of the men All dressed in black That most of them
bad days Still find songs that I hear him on Getting my Mary J. Blige Reminisce on I hear his voice in my mind, like, nigga live on So I get on that fly
mind I take a glimpse into time watch the blimp read "The World Is Mine" Chorus: Lauryn Hill, Nas If I ruled the world Imagine that
ve been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13 working like a bitch like a god damn tank some disagree because me rents had bank but all that's gold
you sell but you?re sold I mean can?t believe that you?re paying all that gold to some home decorator that hands you buckets of conformity seems you?re
V-neck t's that what they love moonroof open blowing smoke that's what they love Romeo cologne every week that's what they love that's what they love that
, Life's becoming such a flurry, Can't you see that theres lights in the dark, Nothin's quite what it seems in the city of dreams, Rainbows tinted with gold
gold that jewelry don't phase me Cordless phone, eight or nine homes Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones Bank account boomin', fast lane zoomin' Known around the world
undercovers Just some thoughts for the mind, I take a glimpse into time Watch the blimp read 'The World Is Mine' If I ruled the world, imagine that
mood I hire somebody to chew my food I'm an upwardly mobile dude This is the life They say that money corrupts you But I can't really tell I got the whole world
So don't sleep, 'cause the scariest nigga'll pull the trigga Put 2 in 300 pounds, so that makes you a killa Oh really, could you be that silly To think you
worry Life's becoming such a flurry Can't you see that there's lights in the dark Nothin's quite what it seems in the city of dreams Rainbows tinted with gold
didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, But only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us call; still did
