Lil Wayne — World on My Shoulders

[Intro] Olympicks Uh Yeah Elz, what's poppin? Yeah Shit, we got these niggas like white folks 500 years ago, man Haha Uh, let's go [Verse 1] Long time coming, I can't feel my fuckin' face Weezy on the track, murder was the fuckin' case Me? I just be chillin' like a villain off a killing I could have my goons clean you out like penicillin I could paint the walls with yo' blood like acrylic Chopper leave you with a half back, Corey Dillon Michael Jackson, off the wall, Weezy, no ceilings And bitch, I'm still ballin' like Bo Diddley Yeah, let's do this shit, I do this shit Scary movie on my hip, keep a extra movie clip Weezy F. Baby, and tonight, the F for foolishness Two pony tails, damn right, Punky Brewster, bitch I'm sicker than your granny, take the baby, kill the nanny Get a blind ho pregnant, she'll never see the baby daddy I'm a addict, a addict for suck, swallow and slave You pussy ass niggas got me turning in my grave [Chorus] I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders And I got everybody breathing down my back And I try to get high to get over Now you can catch a nut or catch a contact Yeah, I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders And I got everybody breathing down my back And I try to get high to get over Now you can catch a nut or catch a contact Yeah [Verse 2] I don't give a shit ho, you can kiss my dick hole Don't snort no shit, won't be no shit But you can't tell that to this nose Got the world on the end of my fish pole Bad bitches at my dispose Fuck you talking 'bout, bitch? I ain’t cold, I'm Nat King Cole I unload, then I reload Put the gun to your earlobe I'll rob anybody, shit, I'll rob a Dinero Shout out to my heroes, Mary Jane and [?] I'm so swagged out, I put your head in her Louis bag I'm off the wall, I'm off the motherfuckin' wall, y'all I'll put a bitch through hell with gasoline drawers on It's like my minds a parking lot, but all the cars gone It said pussies get shot give me a hard on Pause, some of these niggas is the laws And some of these blood suckers need straws Yeah, it's Weezy Baby, mothafucka I'll D.O.A them motherfuckas, yeah [Chorus] I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders And I got everybody breathing down my back And I try to get high to get over Now you can catch a nut or catch a contact Yeah, I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulders And I got everybody breathing down my back And I try to get high to get over Bitch, you can catch a nut or catch a contact Yeah