The World Is Yours (Tip Mix) Freestyle (Jay-Z Diss) lyrics

[Intro: Jay-Z live performance]
I don't care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews
You little f*ck, I got money stacks bigger than you

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
(Whose world is this?)
It's yours muhf*cker 'till I snatch your ground from under your feet, (Yo) it's war, n*gga
(Whose world is this?)
And you could never win (Nah)
You can front for the fans but you never did (Hell no)
No kind of gangsta sh*t, I be where you live (You don't be there)
n*gga I tell you a hunnid miles "you a b*tch" ([?] [?])
f*ck a rap verse, I give you balance with the fifth (Blaow)
And my Marcy n*ggas a have you coughin' up ribs (*Cough*)
And my son the villain, a have you stand far from your backyard (f*ck outta here)
The only thing we squash is squads, my n*ggas dying by the day
It's gettin' closer to me, I gotta ride, dunn, I hopе the universe forgivе me
And give me strength through the war, when I die they gon' build me a statue in New York

[Chorus: Littles]
(Whose world is this?)
It's mine, muhf*cker, you know them pounds back out (Pow), shot sounding [?]
Love us or hate us, [?] [?]
[?] [?] shots bang out of clips that'll part your [?]
(Whose world is this?)
QB, muhf*cker, you know them pounds (Yeah) back out, (Yo) shot sounding [?] (Yo, uh)
Love me or hate me, (Uh-huh) [?] [?] (Yo)
[?] [?] shots bang out (Yo) of clips (Yo) that'll part (Yo) your [?]
[Verse 2: Littles]
Army fatigues, Tim boots, my dogs in bings
n*ggas sniffing (Yea) 'round blocks like my sh*t don't pop
Like my sh*t gon' jam, like my sh*t don't cop
Streets a listen or the glass pot is back in the kitchen
Back to cold water, ice, oil, rockin' and glisten (September)
Bare witness, dog, spots are lost, Glocks a toss on you b*tch made n*ggas that floss
Tell it to the judge matter fact tell it to the cops, def don't speak
Try and tell it from a box, closing our caskets ([?] [?] [?])
Pictures are painted from the streets now the [?] got our jerseys hanging
When we was lil bandanna tied, trey-8s banging

[Outro: Prodigy]
(Whose world is this?)
Doo Wop, n*gga
E-Money Bags
R.I.P
[?]
Scarface twin
Killa
[?] on my n*gga
So real
You n*ggas wouldn't begin to know
But chu know
We gon' keep pushin'
And do us