Album Intro [I Am]

La la
La la, la la, la la la la la la la
La la, la la, la la la la la la la

Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage

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

From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell

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

One what?
One love, one love, one love, one love

Fake thug, no love
You get the slug CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though

Street dreams are made of these
Everybody's looking for something

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)