| Got the world on my shoulders
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| Got the world on my shoulders
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| It’s gettin' heavier as I’m older
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| Come at us wrong and we gon' fold ya
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| I got the whole world waiting
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| Anticipating my every action, it’s crazy like perverts when masturbating
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| I be the king of the barrio, ain’t no lie
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| Mama, place an Astro fitted on my head when I die
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| Please forgive me (‘give me), I just want the world to feel me (feel me)
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| We do this for the realest (realest), H-Town is my city (city)
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| Murder music is what I call it, I spit for the block
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| A Latin emcee with a sprinkle of Biggie and Pac
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| I’m just tryna get my point across, speaking to the masses
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| And rise against the evil machine, like it’s a fashion
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| And fight against the powers that be
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| I ain’t bowing down to no man, only master is me, don’t you agree?
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| Got the world on my mind as I stay on my grind
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| Thank the Lord for the watch ‘cause he blessed me with time
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| Got the world on my shoulders (got the world on my shoulders)
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| Got the world on my shoulders (the whole world on my shoulders)
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| Gettin' heavier as I’m older (gettin' heavier, mane)
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| Come at us strong and we gon' fold ya (we gon' fold ya like a chair)
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| Got the world on my shoulders
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| Got the world on my shoulders
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| It’s gettin' heavier as I’m older
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| Come at us wrong and we gon' fold ya
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| We running the planet as long as it’s revolving
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| The world is in my hands, I’m palming it like a Spaulding
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| We take you out first then slaughter your goons
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| I’m a dangerous monsoon, you just a water balloon
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| Need to stop tryna take us ‘cause you not gon' win it
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| Just to show us the White House bathroom got a hot comb in it
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| For years we represented, smacked the faces of tricks
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| Blood sport pillow fight, pillowcase full of bricks
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| You’ll probably steal it first on May 27th then fool your clique
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| And for the record, it was written on May 26th
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| That was quick, it’s all gravy, I’m piloting aircrafts and
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| Drafting paragraphs, elevated my multitasking
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| We drop concepts that captivate and grab ‘em
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| By the time you lay one verse, we recorded a whole album
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| Two or three projects, man, that’s a week’s worth
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| You gettin' weighed down by the that’s on your t-shirt, foo'
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| Got the world on my shoulders (got the world on my shoulders)
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| Got the world on my shoulders (the whole world on my shoulders)
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| Gettin' heavier as I’m older (gettin' heavier, mane)
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| Come at us strong and we gon' fold ya (we gon' fold ya like a chair)
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| Got the world on my shoulders
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| Got the world on my shoulders
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| It’s gettin' heavier as I’m older
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| Come at us wrong and we gon' fold ya |