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Living in a new world order got something for ya. Got something that will floor ya, civil disorder hung, drawn and quartered. A globe without borders, inhumane torture, the ovens will scorch ya. It’s a new world order coming straight for you, heed the warning, take cover; they got a plan it’s set in to play. Taking down anything in there way. You, me, the Middle East, the nature of beast, the metric structure of degrees, to get you on your knees, so easy to please, but like a bitch, hard to keep fucking happy did you just say slap me? Well take one for the team; they don’t even no what that means. Like I’m a feen for the green, but not the green of dead presidents, the green that smacks your intelligence or lack there of so pack that bud, stick your dick in the mud. You think you shouldn’t, you should, we already have and that’s what makes me so fucking mad. It’s really just sad, you fuckers think you’re so bad, keep swinging your dick because you never had a Dad. Living in a new world order got something for ya. Got something that will floor ya, civil disorder hung, drawn and quartered. A globe without borders, inhumane torture, the ovens will scorch ya. Time is wasting while these punks can’t face it, I just can’t take it, sit back and watch the world collapse. Across the map the globe, poverty shows, pestilence grows. Putting shit up your nose, snows blows froze. Out in the cold it’s useless, can’t dispute this so intrusive they reduced us to nothing more than cattle the Sheep, the sheeple nice to meet you sorry I couldn’t greet you, might have to beat you, but no fuck it, I see threw, me, you, we, them divided that’s the way the like it, united don’t try it in the streets will be dieing. I don’t know how else to define it. Let me rewind it we’re dieing without trying, there lying, I hear babies crying and you say I’m fucking wining. Living in a new world order got something for ya. Got something that will floor ya, civil disorder hung, drawn and quartered. A globe without borders, inhumane torture, the ovens will scorch ya. I’m beaten black and blue, most these fuckers don’t have a clue. This bullshit sticks to there head like fucking glue. This is the majority not just a few, intelligent men and women stuck in this Christian vision. Creation of the minds own prison, wisdom is a schism; give it to the victim who couldn’t shut up and listen to himself his inner voice which says no freedom no choice. Nothing fair and balanced, a one room shack or Beverly Hills Palace, got nothing to do with talent. It only matters if your bloodline drinks from the same chalice. For the rest of us to the head with a mallet your brain will begin pounding as the sheeple are rounded up and taken away from the land that they raised. Only to become America’s graves, we’re all finished we’re all slaves. The proof is in the minimum wage, despite all my rage I’m still just a rat in a cage. Living in a new world order got something for ya. Got something that will floor ya, civil disorder hung, drawn and quartered. A globe without borders, inhumane torture, the ovens will scorch ya.
