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[Verse 1: Meechy
All the homies say I'm dead
Amen, smoke weed, talk
All these rappers be on pain
So why should I a fuck how to fit
Heard you don't even bang
But you're twisting up the in the flicks
Know you gotta a good aim
When you're shooting the whip
New World Order, baby
Please smarter, instead of harder
That New Order
The world is mine, so why the fuck would I give you a
New World
No calm shit, revolvin', bust guns that riots
so round and soft, I left a palm print
I'm Schwarzenegger, black leather, shotty armpit

Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
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Rebel with no cause, welcome to the slaughter

2: Zombie Juice]
Ain't no rivalry, ain't no and seek
Bang bang, rather you me
rapper, just a bunch of chatter
Come 'round my way 'til the boat
My lifestyle gets unusual, [?] 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 trap
Tour bus looking like a frat
I the way she looking with her ass out
She [?] mad now
Call it AK, nigga the bands out
a New World Order, we the gang now

[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy
New Order
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New Order
New World
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wuph no cause, homie welcome to the slaughter

[Verse 3: Arc Elliott]
You know we make
your light, hickory
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
Strictly on the mental, slice face,
On some Heath Ledger shit, smash face
my stencil
Soaking up the swag that I excude, so this my next move All the best do their own stunts
I'm going harder on these cold
Roll blunts, kickin' back the crows hunt
[?]
up in the clouds, never seen my nose run
Don't front, not a nigga you can on
Something for that ass, and a glass you can on
Boy you got the scope on and he both arms
Can't keep it concealed, know we show gun

Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
New World
New Order

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