| Say in the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld, ha | 
| (In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld) yes, yo, yo | 
| In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld, yes | 
| In the whole round world | 
| I take it day by day, strivin to live like the Romans | 
| Instead of shoppin at Lomans I wanna roam the globe wearin robes | 
| Fuck, designer clothes and them minor hoes | 
| I got my beer back up against the wall like vaginals | 
| Tryin to go straight, instead I go diagonal | 
| Which path to go, which path to walk | 
| When I was young I used to push my niggas through the park | 
| And past marked shoppin carts, lettin guns spark | 
| Desert Eagles and I’m not talkin bout motherfuckin hawks | 
| Makin money, gettin dough that was my style | 
| I wanted to blow, like some juve, who didn’t make it home from trial | 
| Meanwhile I profile with two, guns that I’m holdin in | 
| Seperate hands, like I’m in the dancehall, bo-gglin | 
| I know that’s when I had visions of, livin in prison | 
| No time to ask questions, no time to start quizzin | 
| Talkin bout — IT’S HIM, IT’S HIM, IT’S HIM, IT’S HIM | 
| I get on some Channel Live shit and start to +Spark Mad Ism+ | 
| I represent my life with a silver knife made of sterl | 
| Carvin my heart sharp to stay on point in this world | 
| Say in the world (in the world) | 
| Say in the whole round world (in the whole round world) | 
| Say in the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld, yo | 
| (In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld) yo, yo, yo | 
| In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld, yes | 
| In the whole round world | 
| I done been throughout the land and man it all seem the same | 
| Ak-nel done caught enough planes like trains | 
| Lookin for home improvement, makin out of state movements | 
| Gunnin and sunnin, niggas like students | 
| I realized the world was in my hand ever since | 
| I rubbed my fingertips, on my jeans and got the blueprints | 
| Now I’m changin my, government, name like Prince | 
| Y’all can’t see me, as if I was dressed in tints | 
| Bein invincible, that’s the Joe Clark principle | 
| I’m livin proof like alcohol with Dr. | 
| Too sensible, what you expect when this un+Usual Suspect+ | 
| Leave the mic crippled and bent, like Verbal Kint | 
| I still represent niggas like legal aid | 
| Front on me you take a loss, all day, every day | 
| Better yet, catch a couple of L’s like Cool J | 
| The Ak still rip, even if I don’t do that | 
| EH, EHHH, EHHH, EH-EHH type shit — see me no make no joke | 
| This rap pro got this whole flow way under control like remotes | 
| I represent my life with a silver knife made of sterl | 
| Carvin my heart sharp to stay on point in this world | 
| In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld | 
| In the worrrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllld | 
| In the whole round world | 
| Yo, yo, yo | 
| — 2X to fade | 
| Yes, in the whole round motherfuckin world! |