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[Intro]
(Sound of a low-rider hydraulic bounce. A deep, wet synth bassline drops in, followed by a slow, heavy G-Funk drum beat and a high, whining synth lead.)
(Deep, sampled female voice, repeated and slowed): ...The World Is Yours... The World Is Yours...
[Verse 1: The Arrival & The Climb]
Yo, Picture '80, Mariel boat full of ex-cons and the lost,
Landed in the 3-0-5, couldn't count up the cost.
Me and Manny, Angels, and Chi-Chi, just trying to eat,
From washing Frank's dishes to walking on Frank's street.
Omar sent us out for the goods, Colombians got bold,
Saw that chainsaw flicker, ice-water running cold.
But we flipped the script quick, turned the tables round,
Dropped three bodies in the dirt, took the product back to town.
Frank smiled, but he was weak, I could smell the fear,
Started watching his woman, Elvira, standing near.
Told my sister Gina, stay off the strip, stay home,
'Cause this city's a jungle, and I gotta rule this throne.
[Chorus]
(Beat hits harder. Prominent, high-pitched synth melody with a heavy, driving groove.)
...The World Is Yours... Yeah, the World is Yours, better grab it with your hands,
Moving weight from Bolivia to the Miami sands.
From zero to the kingpin, rolling in the Benz,
But paranoia creeping in, who are my friends?
It's the Montana hustle, the empire I built,
Living fast, dying hard, pouring blood on the quilt.
[Verse 2: Empire and Paranoia]
Omar was a snake, Sosa showed me the truth,
Hanging from a chopperFrank, that was your proof.
Cut the ties with Frank, took Elvira and the spot,
Now I'm the one who's moving everything, making the money hot.
Got Mel Bernstein trying to lean, put his hands in the pot,
Found Gina with a fiend, lost my whole damn plot.
Hitmen rolled up quick, that night in the club,
But Tony got the answer, pull the trigger with a slug.
Manny took out Frank, Mel went down too,
The throne was empty, baby, everything was new.
I got the mansion now, the guards are at the gate,
But the seeds of my downfall were sealed by fate.
[Bridge]
FBI on my trail, charges hitting the wire,
Sosa offered a clean slate, asked me to light his fire.
New York City hit, watching the innocent man,
With his wife and his kids, couldn't follow that plan.
Killed Alberto, broke the code, betrayed the boss,
Now Sosa's coming for me, counting up the loss.
Walked in on Manny and Gina, cocaine blurring the sight,
Shot my brother down, turned the day into night.
[Outro]
I'm in the office, nose bleeding, covered in the white dust,
Holding Gina's dead body, everything reduced to rust.
Here they come! Sosa's army, crashing through the door,
Say hello to my little friend, and watch the bodies pour!
They hit me once, twice, damn, I can't see...
Go on! Take the shot! You need people like me!
(Sound of a double-barreled shotgun blast. Body hits the water. The only sound left is the deep, mournful synth bass and the high, slow sample repeating): ...The World Is Yours...
