[Verse 1: C. Ray]
The world is mine, it's overdo, you never see me doing shit but what I'm supposed to do
But if you try to make a fuss I gotta phone the crew, leave you n***as with some crunches and a dose of truth
I'm so reclused, still I need it all now and I ain't even leaving my town
Let the money come to me it's funny seeing y'all drown when you're going against the current, bitch I'm keeping my crown
I bet they beating right now, but you n***as really need to pipe down cause you don't really want it with the people I'm round
See you trying to catch a beef and we leave the mic brown
But I ain't got the time to fuck with you, not often patient, I'm trying to function with a couple chips
Making my dime with the work for my son, work till they make me resign
But I'll never stop, need a bigger house, need a drop, need a better watch, puffing on a ounce on the spot
No I'm never not working on the bounce, take a shot? N***a better not
(shit) If you compare the knack though, bet you n***as can't get in where I go
Get paid to pay you a visit, right you hit my ties hoes, see I'm running to the rumour trying to kick in my dough
I keep it sick at my show, see em wait in line and feining like they finna buy blow
Treat the stage like a fifth of my shows, everything is banging like the n***as I know
And we stopping for nothing, no one is up for discussion, popping the top on a proper destruction
World in my pocket for the prophet, we hustling

[Verse 2: Mister Hyde]
I'm not the one for the bullshit that summoned you, like you bruh I can come find you and hunt you down
Fuck your person and the demons you like, in the dungeon what's up with these dummies?
Imprisoned them where they hide, left in a box they confined
Talking bout nothing but swear up and high there's something divine, but look there was nothing inside
Funny how they come with this pride, I'll eat you alive if you think that you fucking with Hyde
You need to open your eyes, Fampires working among us, in front of us, hungry as fuck we grow in His eyes
Deep when I slide it's like thunder and lightning combined, structure designed to leave you dead
Stuck in your mind, show em what's up with these rhymes
Thinking they spying how I'm bringing these, punch in these lines, listen to thunder arise
Earth for Myself Part 5, where you're getting what's coming to wreck the two of you right now
You're about to suffer and die, suffocate under your lies, this beat will just bump you demise
Lyrics can cut like the knives on my back when sun's down I arise
Who the fuck at it this time, function like Optimus Prime, I trasform in a truck and I grind for the climb
King of the hill of the bracket, who's bracking, who acting like they bout that action
Do you wanna stay alive, if so step aside, for someone who done the right
For the shit to see you truly survive the long ride for us to realize you's up to get high
Can you see me smoking blunts on cloud nine?
[Hook: Nikkita]
The world is not enough, I will come outta the universe
It’s just life is hard, I gotta go and I want more

[Verse 3: Yung Statz]
Stop for Hyde, hit y'all with the part 5, this the one where your heart dies
For the Fampires, hell yeah I run shit, I thought shit, and I'm bout them all because I love this
Super Statz, I got super raps, I get super cash because I'm stupid at this
All over the atlas, you don't wanna get out this, move bitch and skedaddle
The Earth is mine, the Earth is fine, the Earth was blind, I came and took it at the perfect time
Served it fried, I'm flirting to die, motherfuckers gotta earn they shot
So I'm right here, light years ahead of you motherfuckers spit some shit that's quite clear
Run it through the filters, I dodge the Illuminati's attacks with my shells so get killed
Peep squeal, peepsqueak, don't fuck with me it's been a shit week
Get stomped, get beat, six feet deep in the concrete cause I'm beast-mode
Everybody in the streets know it, Kings of the Keystone Reloaded, East Coast and stay freeloaded
Do you know how to hold these components, opponents can bow down to the one and only
They gon owe me, Cody is not your homie, you motherfuckers don't know me
Or maybe you do, maybe you think that I'm the truth so I gotta come shoot you
Nobody is bulletproof, anybody I can shoot to

[Verse 4: C-Mob]
The world is mine, do whatever I want and at any time
If you think I'm out of my mind then you will find i can maniphest my destiny I just gotta go grind
All about the money, the power and the respect
Play with me and all of you cowards are getting checked, I am a giant the towers are getting rekt
Matter of fact the entire city is devoured so hit the deck
And then I have the Earth for myself, all of my fam I'm the first to get wealth
All of my enemies are searching for help, and if anybody try to stand to me imma worsen their health
Fuck and a person they felt, you shouldn't never try to come to meddle with my program
I play with no man, they don't wanna throw hands, everything I dye my hands because I go HAM
I do not play with you bitch, it's fuck around then you will make me get vicious
You will end up in a lake with the fishes, either that or you'll be laying in ditches (grr)
Anyone thinking they trying to spit they better fall back (grr)
Or you will end up being another victim laying with your skull cracked (grr)
So if you see me walking up to you and I'm gripping on a ball bat (grr)
I suggest you get to running away and have your people all scat
I'll feed your flesh to the worms, and all the rest will get burned, left in a urn
Then I'll continue to this, there is no second guessing, the lesson is learned (grr)
[Hook: Nikkita]

[Bridge: Yung Statz]
I'm in this earth for myself, I don't need nobody help, I can do this shit myself
Fuck everyone else I'm fucking up everything in my path and I'm doing it well
You can go to hell imma go to heaven when you found look into my eyes you can see the passionate rapping
Me and the OGs take it from the back and then blast and shoot
Through all you cabbage patch kids
Leave you looking alone matching Statz is a disaster for you
I burn the world and there's nothing you can do
Then you should've just listened you wouldn't have gotten with it by the pistol handle
Burn with gasoline in a can
If I let the match strike you [?] these angels
Cursed by the world itself, It's been years and still no one minding the show
These motherfuckers don't understand, this is earth for myself

[Verse 5: Jay Razzkull]

[Verse 6: King Beris]