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Rule the World
The Dirtball
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Yeah, if I could rule the world
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro)
With a mic in my hand, I can conquer the land
And I can rule the world (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can form a band
And I can steal your girl (Yeah, boy)
With a mic in my hand, I can open your ears
And I can open your mind (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can do anything I want
And I wanna rhyme all of the time
Domination, we's a rhyming nation
Combination of aggression and the frustration
Mixed with the elemental thoughts of jubilation
All together making for explosive elevation
At my rap station, the microphone's eternal
Popping like a kernel, temperatures are knocked up
To a planetary time, normal pattern's socked up
Somebody sound the alarm, please light the spot up
I'mma keep the current flowing
I'mma keep the transmission growing
Communication clear, wires glowing
I came to conquer land with a mic in my hand
You know what time it is
With a mic in my hand, I can conquer the land
And I can rule the world (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can form a band
And I can steal your girl (Yeah, boy)
With a mic in my hand, I can open your ears
And I can open your mind (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can do anything I want
And I wanna rhyme all of the time
I wanna rule the world
And if I see the opportunities in front of me, I'll give it a whirl
I'm in your ear all because of your girl
Infatuated with the way that I rap and how we front-running
Stunning the non-believers, yeah, we keep it coming
All over the states, in and out of every door gunning
Like a 50 cal burst, my thirst is ever-present
I know the worst is never over the Buddha blessing
My life, my days, my microphone ways
All depend upon the color of the haze
So let's kick it by the keg and the spills on swapping
War stories, future plans, heavy eavesdropping
I can smell a takeover coming around the bend
So I send another shout out to the power from within
Yeah, while we talking about the power from within
Grab yourself a handful, soak it all in
With a mic in my hand, I can conquer the land
And I can rule the world (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can form a band
And I can steal your girl (Yeah, boy)
With a mic in my hand, I can open your ears
And I can open your mind (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can do anything I want
And I wanna rhyme all of the time
I used to be in a band, but now they M.I.A
Solo plotted on the earth and I'm here to stay
The nine to five, it ain't a part of my party
Kicking beats on my drum, singing la-di-da-di
That's my style, I can be heard from miles
I'm like a bullhorn screaming to the open skies
And I'mma open eyes, so won't you open wide
While I stay on the rise as the dope it dries
It's a race to the place where the money in your face
And I'm trying to get some nitro so I can haul balls
Out of space launch trying to reach yours
Out into the open unknown my nail crawls
And rips holes into the shell of an ear
The smell of a beer make me wanna keep rhyming
Like all the damn time and everything will be great
And all that I can do is hope you relate
With a mic in my hand, I can conquer the land
And I can rule the world (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can form a band
And I can steal your girl (Yeah, boy)
With a mic in my hand, I can open your ears
And I can open your mind (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can do anything I want
And I wanna rhyme all of the time
With a mic in my hand, I can conquer the land
And I can rule the world (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can form a band
And I can steal your girl (Yeah, boy)
With a mic in my hand, I can open your ears
And I can open your mind (That's what's up)
With a mic in my hand, I can do anything I want
And I wanna rhyme all of the time
Yeah, that's what I'm saying, man
You gotta love the rap game, dog
You gotta love rhyming