[Verse 1: Havoc]
H, living on the dark streets get your throat slit
Eyes open, n***a better stay focused
Got my wolves in here, that kush in the air
Make you disappear like Hocus Pocus
We done never play fair, give a fuck who care
Drink your body at a bad moment's notice
You heir to the throne, get aired on the dome
Muthafucka, I'm Damien's Omen

[Verse 2: Kid Fade]
Ready and willing, my pen is seated on penicillin
Drilling or filling feelings, or pin it and then I kill it
Concealing, my pen is killing
The villain that’s hitting, drill 'em
I’m chilling, able to makin' a million while your blood is spilling
Yelling laws, killing cyphers like a holocaust, watch a balled up corpse
Catching fire like a Molotov, y'all are falling off
Met them out of my peak, Kid Fade, Psych Ward
And we're playing for keeps

[Verse 3: Johnny Richter]
So who am I?
Johnny Richter from the West Side
Left Coast all day, zombie like all night
'Cause I might size you up then bite
Fuck with me, I'll rip your head out your windpipe
Got you in a panic 'cause all I did was damage
Lycan is my manic antics are outlandish
The reason why I fuck a planet
There's a band in a bandage
Before you get back at it in madness goddamn it
[Verse 4: Kool G Rap]
Kill a man for the kilograms
Kill a man back from the front with a slug like a milli can
Feel a man n***a ran with a realer clan
Still a hand mover n***a fat like the Thriller dance
Silverback you warm up like guerrilla plans
Still a band filler I'm a champ 'n' you still a fan
Pop a bottle on the club then we spill a grand
Gary Coleman your fucking head with a skillet pan

[Verse 5: Chino XL]
Let's go! The titan that's rising from the back of the morgue
The barbarian created for war
Witness the villainous minister boss
Spit ridiculous, religious, sickening scriptures
With every bit of resilience and twisted wicked voice
Simple nobody holds candles to the syllable lord
And the temple be careful that's what the symbol of Hanukkah's for
Slap a whore dressed like Macklemore right at thrift store
I'mma cut above how you n***as think like a lobotomy's for, yeah!

[Verse 6: Slaine]
Before I self-destruct where I stand today
With a hand grenade and just pull the pin
I'mma rant and rave, with a can of RAID
For you cockroaches in this piss pool of sin
This ghoulish grin and this mood I'm in
These psych drugs went and got my head all heavy
I had the worst verse in the first Underworld
Fuck, I'm supposed to be dead already
[Hook: Scratches by DJ Illegal]
Fire! Reel Wolf Underworld!
You know me well!
Reel Wolf!
Bury you in the Underworld

[Verse 7: Necro]
Psychedelic, Vicodin microphone villain
Trifle like a Rikers felon, I strike your cerebellum
Nike acapella, compelling, incredible killing
Audible, verbal, recordable murder, homie I’m chilling
Encyclopedia, psycho media, Expedia
CDR greedier, music industry CPR
Smack you like crack chemicals
Pull out the gat and attack generals
You’re wack, you lack genitals

[Verse 8: Ruste Juxx]
Victorious, impervious champion
I am the streets my footprints stamped in
Every rap that I pen, raw A1
Spitting like a motherfuckin' M4A1
Ruste Juxx my long range accurate
Lyrical monster n***as scared to do a track wit'
Break backs with the greatest of ease
It's Crown Heights n***a, triple OG's
[Verse 9: Kuniva]
Somebody tell this chick in the trunk to keep it down
If them boys pull me over, I'm pulling them pieces out (BLOW)
I thought I told you tell her keep it down
Dawg I did, man she cool!
Then why the fuck her hands and feet stickin' out?
I'm trippin', you don't want to see this long-nose I'm grippin'
Like Scottie Pippen, I tear through him and the body's pissin' (blaow!)
Kuniva don't be talkin' with snitches it's not a comedy (naw)
When I crack a n***a up and leave him in stitches
Bitches

[Verse 10: Sabac Red]
Yo, yo, the American drug lords and African raids
North American greed, and Europeans relate
Australia's finances, Asia is hell bound
With nuclear war and an Antarctican melt down
A state of urgency so I’m proposing a call
To stay focused on the good and the hope for us all
Explored seven continents within eight of these bars
Crawl out the Underworld and see how related these are

[Verse 11: ILL BILL]
Black mask like Jihadi John
Wax like molly wop
Rap's Tommy Chong
Burn shrub like Bob Marley's bong
Hit that bitch with a gnarly dong
Puff in her mouth like Mardi Gras
Wipe my dick off on her mother's couch, sorry mom
Fucking party on
Hung like Donkey Kong
And in control like Marley Marl
Exploding cult leader
Make that bitch gargle and swallow
Then burp up a whole liter

[Verse 12: Sean Price]
Extort your team n***a
Beef in the street with the pork and beans n***a
Swine on your mind, divine on my grind
No time to recline I'm tryin' to get mine, uh
I get it while the gettin' is good
I'm good at gettin' it God the shit in the hood
Boy be shootin', loud shots noise pollution
I'm real, I don't build, I destroy your movement
P!

[Hook: Scratches by DJ Illegal]
You know me well!
Reel Wolf!
Bury you in the Underworld