Yeah 
The world ain't yours yeah 
The wor-or-or-or-orld (the wor-or-or-or-old) 
Better prepare for war 
Better prepare for war 
Better prepare for war 
Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 
Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 

Better prepare, betta be ready for whatever 
Little B still be gettin sturdy and eleventh in the ghetto 
Down in Columbus I stay thuggish ruggish 
Smashin the pedal, throwin up the seven 
On these playa haters, blast the (?) 
Little boy been poppin all the crude oil 
Off in the ghetto we don't know nothin about it 
Cause half of these brothers can't be loyal 
Bitch you be sippin on hennesey, remember me 
But I'm inside the twenty third century 
Givin the best of me 
Evidently this is real, but it don't barely feel 
Let's do the (??), quick 'fore I get killed 
It's just a battle field, it's how it's going down 
I don't wanna be twistin the (?) 
As I come around, better watch your back 
And don't be scared, youngster 
This is the gangster party, and who me Bizzy the thugster 
Call me Kamikaze, I won't even speak about Illuminati 
Welcome to Babylon, hell, I need to speak to Tommy 

Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 
Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 

Gotta get the drink and be thinkin she fin up in the car 
Karlos Shamar Davis, 2-Pac, and Biggie Smalls 
Eric Wright, one of the four fathers of gangster shhh 
He one of the ones that got me in, y'all know what it is 
One time for Left Eye, put your hands up 
My little daughter really a makin me man up 
Oh Lillian, I think I fallen down the steps 'bout a million 
That's the way I'm feelin here 
What about Bone Thugs, if you really wanna know 
Gotta keep it movin, keep it goin, cause I ain't no ho 
Cocked in the streets with them, bustin jack move 
This game is all about business now let this track through 
Slap boxed with the biggest brother and make the big boy fall 
For y'all motherruckers, my foster brother got shot 
In on of his eyes, I guess Jehovah ain't want Tracky to die 
Come on 

Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 
Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 

How dumb would I be if I sold her the (?) 
Just because women'll swallow you 
How dumb would I be if I hit you with battles 
And niggaz beggining the story, I've been in a trap 
In Columbus Ohio, like smile now thug world 
Drunk and I'm buck wild and if you done better enjoy the (??) 
I comin to (??) ready and proud what the world say 
Y'all live about that keep on keepin on heh heh 
Little B boy with a blemish off comin crack 
My seventh signs niggaz weed me I could smoke a pack 
Gotta give my to sign finish the ghetto man 
Since elementary I've been rappin just stayin Bizzy 
A couple of sissys in the long run give me some 
Lets make this conversation keep it were it sayin 
Welcome to Babylon, we in the universe 
You know my name dog they call me Bizzy y'all 
Thug world ghetto church 

Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war 
Hey the world (the world) ain't yours 
The wor-or-or-or-orld 
These last days you better prepare for war 
You better prepare for war