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madic – new world order lyrics

[intro]
“as his plan for replacing cash, checks, and credit cards with new personalized barcode system were implemented, peace and order began to be reestablished. now, in tonight’s program, our great world leader unveils stage two of his plan for the perfect world: the amazing new biochip implant, guaranteeing you physical health and spiritual wellbeing at the punch of a computer key. plus, the guarantee of lifelong security within the new world order.”

none of you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, ugh
check it, ugh
none of you n-ggas can’t f-ck me, ugh
check it

[verse]
none of you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, no [no], i am the realist of company, so [so]
you cannot step in my presence and flex on my excellence, let it be known [can’t do it]
and if a peasant is reckless and test it and press it the pressure in on
his head gonna roll [oh it’s on], toss ’em with the other bodies that stacking up dead on the floor [stack ’em up]
i am the medicine though, the cure for the featherweight flow, not a man, a machine
a metal mechanical being, tyrannical king, maniacal cannabis fiend [smoke, smoke, smoke]
i run your city, a pity, you itty-bitty, go and hand me the keys [hand ’em over]
you frantic, your panic and pleas for the ransack to cease ain’t gon’ stop not my plan for the cheese
i’m the embodiment of the brush that dali gripped mixed with kanye on a molly binge
i see your circle coming, i’m not impressed, not a bit, like c-cky bukkake dolly grips [average]
i am the old and the new, i’m a floppy disk crossed with an oculus rift and a hololens
mobbing with operatives mossad has stocked me with, get too close and you will see the consequence [take ’em down]
i walk with a wad of dollars, condoms, pot in my pockets, you can’t top this opulence [can’t do it]
and i ain’t stopping this, pop a fifth, only option it is me abu dhabi rich [only option]
don’t mind the kicks, they are lit, when i get it, i admit it, i wanna floss a bit [gotta do it]
i am the sh-t that’s my postulate, only going up like an obelisk [up, up, up]
i do not give a single f-ck about sucker, stuck with middle finger up [nope]
nine million n-gga clone army strong, we can get its on if you fin’ to buck [yeah]
i am the scientist cooking the crack in the back of the mall in a tall beaker [cook it up]
type of heat that break the bomb meter, blowing each of all of y’all speakers [boom, boom]
y’all are small carrots, i will destroy every ounce of the joy all of y’all cherish [i’ll do it]
call the pallbearers to your squad barracks, it’s on i will show you what warfare is [rah]
i been sworn as the sword bearer for the horrid terrors of the scorn sharers [yeah]
when you p-wns on the don’s terrace better kiss on this ring or you all perish
only the realist in my camp, matter fact i’m enacting a measure
i gave you a lot of my soul in the past in my raps but i’m back and i’m packing some extra [more]
i be going over dumb n-ggas heads, home alone they be asking alexa
[alexa what does madic mean?] i done ranted and raved on the page so it’s back to nadeska [back, back]
i’m on my king sh-t, i’m building kingdoms surrounded by wolves and barbarians [rah]
you come for my land and i scrabble the cannons i brandish and roll with the garrison [ugh]
to be candid, i don’t give a f-ck about you, not nada, so full of this arrogance [yeah]
i resurrect secretariat, clone him, now four of ’em pulling my chariot

[chorus]
it is a cruel world for ya, i run the new world order
i am the tyrant, call me your highness, you are my new world porter
it is a cruel world for ya, i run the new world order
i am the tyrant, call me your highness, you in my new world order

- madic lyrics

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