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[where the crows
New Order
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New World
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1: Meechy Darko]
All the say I'm brain dead
Amen, weed, talk shit
All these rappers be on pain
So why I give a fuck how to fit
Heard you even gang bang
But twisting up the fingers in the flicks
Know you have a good aim
When you're shooting the whip
New World Order, baby
Please work smarter, instead of
That New Order
The world is mine, so why the fuck would I you a portion
New Order
No calm shit, revolvin', bust guns that riots
Booty so round and soft, I left a print
I'm Schwarzenegger, black leather, under armpit

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

[Verse 2: Juice]
Ain't no rivalry, ain't no hide and
Bang bang, you than me
Another rapper, just a of chatter
'round my way 'til the boat sink
My lifestyle unusual, [?] talking about the usual
It's in my blood, in my heart
You niggas out here, dressing like thots
I'm really out here, eating with some
Your girl slurp me like some pasta
Hotel looking like a house
Tour bus looking like a house
I like the way she looking her ass out
She [?] mad now
it AK, nigga bring the bands out
It's a New World Order, we the now

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

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

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

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

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