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[where the crows
New World
New Order
New Order
New World

1: Meechy Darko]
All the homies say I'm dead
Amen, smoke weed, talk
All rappers be on pain meds
So why should I give a how to fit
Heard you don't even gang
But you're twisting up the in the flicks
you gotta have a good aim
When you're from the whip
New World Order, baby
Please smarter, instead of harder
That New World
The world is mine, so why the would I give you a portion
New Order
No shit, revolvin', bust guns that start riots
Booty so and soft, I left a palm print
I'm Schwarzenegger, black leather, shotty under

Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
New World
New Order

New Order
New World
New Order
New Order
New World
New Order
Rebel no cause, homie welcome to the slaughter

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

[Chorus: Erick Arc and Meechy Darko]
New World
New Order

New Order
New World
New Order
New Order
New World
New Order
Rebel no cause, homie welcome to the slaughter

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

[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy
New Order
New Order

New World
New Order
New Order
New Order
New World
New Order
Rebel with no cause, welcome to the slaughter