[Intro]
Ayy, listen
[Verse 1]
The world been out of order, ain't nothin' 'bout it new
People glued to the news but ain't nothin' 'bout it true
That's why I never ever watch it and neither should you
'Cause news feeds feed you the flu, keepin' you spooked
Here's a thought, thinkin's free, try it some time
'Cause you out your mind if you thinkin' these riots ain't crime
Talkin' 'bout reparations, I don't owe you a dime
My white skin didn't pay my bills, I had to go out and grind
And there it is, they convince us we're different
Can't walk a mile in your shoes if I'm trippin' 'bout pigmеnt
Stealin' rights left and right but we can't fight infringеment
'Cause we'd rather die over pride than unite for existence
I used to battle rap but now our rap's battle a war
And the war ain't black vers' white, it's the rich vers' the poor
So, big corporate stayed open, mom and pops closed stores
So who you really scared of, COVID or New World Order?
[Chorus]
I remember way back when, when men would actually act like men
And never bow down to this New World Order
The money don't make you God, all you doin's makin' God
Laugh at... at your cute... cute little New World Order
[Verse 2]
You don't think Biden a dictator? Do me a favor
Try to buy food in Chicago without showin' your papers
Not even hidin' their behavior, straight up showin' they hate us
They get caught breakin' the rules and laugh like, "Make us"
Do as we say, not as we do, is all I see
And y'all might be okay with that, but y'all ain't me
And y'all ain't free if y'all can't see
That we can't speak out and Biden needs to be impeached
You can't tell me that these mask mandates make any sense
It's like tryin' to stop mosquitos with a chain-link fence
And the jab ain't any better but they'll take you checks
If you don't take it, even though the vaccinated on vents
And then to make it worse, they try to say there ain't no beds
When there's plenty of beds, but you believe anything Joe says
Truth is, there's no jobs 'cause you destroyed 'em like our border
'Cause you're employed by the New World Order, mother—
[Chorus]
I remember way back when, when men would actually act like men
And never bow down to this New World Order
The money don't make you God, all you doin's makin' God
Laugh at... at your cute... cute little New World Order
[Verse 3]
I got a hundred more songs about these pricks in power
But I’d rather use these last bars to lift with power
And by lift with power, homie, I mean lift up our
Voices together, so let me start by givin' out flowers
Respect to Adam for rantin' on Facebook first
We on the same team but you ran that playbook first
And 'fore you call this clout chasin', better do your homework
Known Adam forever, plus I'm viral off my own work
And, Tom, I don't know you, but I agree with your logic
And "Would you do a song with Tom?" is constantly in my comments
And I don't need a feature, homie, I'ma do me, regardless
But I think that it's obvious that we're both similar artists
And on the note of similar artists, shoutout to Burden
Shoutout to Rez and Jimmy, see you out there workin'
Shoutout to Webby and Bryson, and shoutout Topher
And whoever else I missed that's against this New World Order
[Chorus]
I remember way back when, when men would actually act like men
And never bow down to this New World Order
The money don't make you God, all you doin's makin' God
Laugh at... at your cute... cute little New World Order
Ayy, listen
[Verse 1]
The world been out of order, ain't nothin' 'bout it new
People glued to the news but ain't nothin' 'bout it true
That's why I never ever watch it and neither should you
'Cause news feeds feed you the flu, keepin' you spooked
Here's a thought, thinkin's free, try it some time
'Cause you out your mind if you thinkin' these riots ain't crime
Talkin' 'bout reparations, I don't owe you a dime
My white skin didn't pay my bills, I had to go out and grind
And there it is, they convince us we're different
Can't walk a mile in your shoes if I'm trippin' 'bout pigmеnt
Stealin' rights left and right but we can't fight infringеment
'Cause we'd rather die over pride than unite for existence
I used to battle rap but now our rap's battle a war
And the war ain't black vers' white, it's the rich vers' the poor
So, big corporate stayed open, mom and pops closed stores
So who you really scared of, COVID or New World Order?
[Chorus]
I remember way back when, when men would actually act like men
And never bow down to this New World Order
The money don't make you God, all you doin's makin' God
Laugh at... at your cute... cute little New World Order
[Verse 2]
You don't think Biden a dictator? Do me a favor
Try to buy food in Chicago without showin' your papers
Not even hidin' their behavior, straight up showin' they hate us
They get caught breakin' the rules and laugh like, "Make us"
Do as we say, not as we do, is all I see
And y'all might be okay with that, but y'all ain't me
And y'all ain't free if y'all can't see
That we can't speak out and Biden needs to be impeached
You can't tell me that these mask mandates make any sense
It's like tryin' to stop mosquitos with a chain-link fence
And the jab ain't any better but they'll take you checks
If you don't take it, even though the vaccinated on vents
And then to make it worse, they try to say there ain't no beds
When there's plenty of beds, but you believe anything Joe says
Truth is, there's no jobs 'cause you destroyed 'em like our border
'Cause you're employed by the New World Order, mother—
[Chorus]
I remember way back when, when men would actually act like men
And never bow down to this New World Order
The money don't make you God, all you doin's makin' God
Laugh at... at your cute... cute little New World Order
[Verse 3]
I got a hundred more songs about these pricks in power
But I’d rather use these last bars to lift with power
And by lift with power, homie, I mean lift up our
Voices together, so let me start by givin' out flowers
Respect to Adam for rantin' on Facebook first
We on the same team but you ran that playbook first
And 'fore you call this clout chasin', better do your homework
Known Adam forever, plus I'm viral off my own work
And, Tom, I don't know you, but I agree with your logic
And "Would you do a song with Tom?" is constantly in my comments
And I don't need a feature, homie, I'ma do me, regardless
But I think that it's obvious that we're both similar artists
And on the note of similar artists, shoutout to Burden
Shoutout to Rez and Jimmy, see you out there workin'
Shoutout to Webby and Bryson, and shoutout Topher
And whoever else I missed that's against this New World Order
[Chorus]
I remember way back when, when men would actually act like men
And never bow down to this New World Order
The money don't make you God, all you doin's makin' God
Laugh at... at your cute... cute little New World Order
( Mesus )
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