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Chaos is order my rap is straight is slaughter
tuck em and bury they bodies under the border
you ain't really ready for New World Order
I chop em in pieces like they was made ready to order
Would you like some coke wit dat
Stuffin up dead bodies full of coke and crack
The dope is back
And I ain't trying to say I'm king of the streets
little youngin turned old still sick with the beats
And y'all really need to pardon your flow
cause you really lack direction you don't know where to go
(I'm right here homie)
Like I said you Could'nt see me with a telescope
frontin on my people will leave you wired to a stethoscope
Better believe that scope is on I shoot em track needles till the hope is gone
The Pope is wrong The world is armed
The light's is out The Heat is gone
Fucker's
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