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new world order - return of the order lyrics

[verse one: full frontal]
yo! uh, made close with the fam
n-gga had to run
four years doe
a lot of sh-t undone
went to maine for some school sh-t
cool whip, cool b-tch, on some new sh-t
now i’m livin in va
heard a couple n-ggas hate a day
and i just made some word up doe
where they, where they at doe
i hear some girl in the background
singing do it do it do it again, do it
imma do it, imma, imma do it again
what you heard yo
we out of bread
now i’m dead

[verse two: detta]
dirty b-tch man she staying tryna harm me
your b-tch be on me
d-mn, yo, what you want from me
shout out to that n-gga that shot me
yo, i said, i, don’t know what you want from me
i got a few bucks, i’m tryna make you fee-
i’m tryna feed the kids, i’m tryna feed the birds
wait, hold up let me get serious
i ain’t a n0ble man, i’m just a humble man
there’s a big difference
and if you don’t know what the f-ck i’m talking
then you need deliverance
chinese characters posted on my wall b
i’m not asian so i don’t know what they saying to me
uh, i’m just tryna get a little bit a bucks so my mom- tight
get some bread tonight
my n-gga marcus dead, he died on the beat
rest in piece to homie, god piece
and god came down from the sky above and blessed me
yo, now i’m living filthy, like literally
my clothes are dirty till sunday, deliver me
if mcdonalds delivered right now
i would order a frybrown and some hash browns
and frappe n-gga, i’m hungrier than, that n-gga on the corner son
he been laying out there for five days and he ain’t cleaned his jacket in nine weeks
d-mn son i’m weak and he’s dumb weak cause he ain’t eating
that ain’t no way to live, he probably got some kids
sh-t, i ain’t tryna be like him
for some reason that homeless n-gga got a tv
i seen him plug it up the other day
and now he watchin, now he greedy and he-
delete the last part of it tho

(delete the last part of it tho) (-king slaughter-)

[verse three: king slaughter]
uh, i’m just tryna make a couple bucks
and start chillin with a couple sl-ts
get this money that’s what it’s about
talking trash then i’m a run in his house
have my bro put 40 in his mouth
then blow all of his brains out
i be flexing i be chillin tho
got a new, circle smaller than cheerios
uh, and they don’t want no smoke dawg
bout to hop like leap frog
i be on the beat dawg
bout to have a feast dawg
what they really want from me
what they really want from me
i’m to hungry… to hungry

- new world order lyrics

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