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[where the crows
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1: Meechy Darko]
All the homies say I'm brain
Amen, smoke weed, shit
All these rappers be on pain
So why should I a fuck how to fit
Heard you don't gang bang
But you're twisting up the fingers in the
Know you gotta have a aim
When you're shooting the whip
New World Order, baby
Please work smarter, instead of
That New World
The world is mine, so why the fuck I give you a portion
New World
No shit, revolvin', bust guns that start riots
Booty so round and soft, I left a print
I'm Schwarzenegger, leather, shotty under armpit

Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
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New Order
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Rebel with no cause, homie welcome to the

[Verse 2: Zombie
Ain't no rivalry, ain't no and seek
bang, rather you than me
Another rapper, a bunch of chatter
Come 'round my way 'til the boat
My lifestyle gets unusual, [?] talking about the
It's in my blood, it's in my
You niggas out here, dressing like thots
I'm out here, eating with some rastas
Your baby girl slurp me some pasta
Hotel looking like a trap
Tour bus looking a frat house
I like the way she looking her ass out
She [?] mad now
Call it AK, bring the bands out
a New World Order, we the gang now

[Chorus: Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
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Rebel no cause, homie welcome to the slaughter

3: Erick Arc Elliott]
You know we make
Burn light, hickory
Niggas shup to me
I bet you you, it's mental, I bend you
is so raw, you can't read it on your Kindle
Strictly on the mental, slice face,
On Heath Ledger shit, smash face pencil
Copying my
Soaking up the swag that I excude, so excuse this my next move All the best do own stunts
I'm going harder on these cold
Roll blunts, kickin' back where the crows
[?]
Head up in the clouds, never my nose run
front, not a nigga you can pose on
Something for ass, and a glass you can toast on
Boy you got the scope on and he raisin' both
Can't keep it concealed, know we show gun

Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
New Order
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with no cause, homie welcome to the slaughter

New World
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