Album Intro (I Am...) lyrics

by

Timbaland


[Intro]
La la
La la, la la, la la la la la la la
La la, la la, la la la la la la la

[Sample 1: Live at the Barbeque]
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage

[Sample 2: Halftime]
Nas, why did you do it
You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime

Check me out y'all

[Sample 3: It Ain't Hard to Tell]
From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell

[Sample 4: The World is Yours]
It's yours
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine; whose world is this?

I sip the Dom P, watching Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin
[Sample 5: One Love]
One what?
One love, one love, one love, one love

[Sample 6: The Message]
Fake thug, no love
You get the slug CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though

[Sample 7: Street Dreams]
QB since 1933
Street dreams are made of these

Everybody's looking for something

[Sample 8: If I Ruled the World]
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)

[Skit]
[Horse]: Yo Jungle, how you feel about that Nas sh*t?
[Jungle]: n*ggas heard that sh*t, man, the f*ck is that, man? Sorry man, y-you gotta play that sh*t to n*ggas man, n*ggas know what the f*ck time it is man. (Horse: Okay man) Word man, it's your sh*t man, it's your time man, f*ck all these n*ggas out man. Word is bond man, we ain't gonna f*ck about none of these motherf*ckers man. It's your time man. Word [?]. It's real man. Try to tell these n*ggas one, two times man. This the motherf*cking third time we telling these motherf*ckers (Horse: What!?) man. The third time man. And this time gonna be the worse time man. Word is bond man out for the ghetto man, for all the motherf*cking corners, all the motherf*cking thugs man, real gansters man. n*ggas in jail and sh*t man. n*ggas with real-real motherf*cking money, n*ggas with real motherf*cking things on their minds man, word is bond man. [?] b*tch ass n*ggas man (Horse: f*cking faggot emcees). f*cking weirdos man, y'all weirdos out there man. f*ck all of y'all n*ggas. Yeah man y'all n*ggas can write what y'all want. Suck my motherf*cking di*k. You're-you're a b*tch! What the f*ck y'all want, man. Listen to this gangster sh*t, this is gangster. Real sh*t! How 'bout that? For the Nas, man. [?] Drugs, man
[Horse]: f*ck all y'all faggot motherf*ckers
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