The World Is Yours 2025 E

Yeah. Oh. Oh yeah. Mm. Whoa. Uh Uh. Yeah. Mm. Rose from the belly of the beast where hope Gets asphyxiated. Turned every "You won't make it" into fuel, Highly concentrated. They threw dirt on the name, I grew roses From the soil. Now my voice carries further than the systems that Tried to spoil. Whose world is this? The world is yours. Carved from the pain that the powerless endure. Oh, whose world is this? The world is yours. Legacy written in the scars we ignore. Uh, from welfare stamps to worldwide stamps on my Passport. The metamorphosis is biblical, the journey is Hardcore. I speak for every kid staring out project windows At stars. The world is yours, just don't trade it for Shiny cars and fake friends. They tried to kill the dream, But the dream learned how to breathe. Whose world is this? The world is yours. Oh. The world is yours. Take Woo. Woo. Yeah. Uh. It's yours. Take it. Woo. It's yours. Take it.