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

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

[Verse 2: Juice]
Ain't no rivalry, ain't no and seek
Bang bang, you than me
rapper, just a bunch of chatter
Come my way 'til the boat sink
My gets unusual, [?] talking about the usual
It's in my blood, it's in my
You niggas out here, dressing some thots
I'm really out here, eating with some
baby girl slurp me like some pasta
Hotel looking like a trap
Tour bus like 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: Erick Arc and Meechy Darko]
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New Order

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Rebel wuph no cause, welcome to the slaughter

3: Erick Arc Elliott]
You know we history
Burn your light,
Niggas ain't to me
I bet you offend you, it's mental, I you
Shit is so raw, you can't it on your Kindle
Strictly on the mental, face, ginsu
On some 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 on these cold fronts
Roll blunts, kickin' where the crows hunt
[?]
up in the clouds, never seen my nose run
Don't front, not a nigga you can on
for that ass, and a glass you can toast on
Boy you got the scope on and he both arms
Can't it concealed, know we gotta show gun

Erick Arc Elliott and Meechy Darko]
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New Order

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Rebel with no cause, homie welcome to the