New World Order

I might be crazy
Voices in my head

A bullet is what I'm craving
If I find ah gun I'll be like Rambo wit it

Put it to my head
See if these voices don't get it

Emotion like ah clown
I'm the laughingstock of the town

Getting tattoos on my hand
Time is money
Fuck ah fan
I'm doing this

Like Obama when he ran
Niggas switching Colors like ah crayon

This is true Gotham
Fuck ah batman

I'm takin over
If someone tries to stop me, I'd be damned

You hear that laugh
I'm fucking crazy

My foots on the gas
But yet I'm still going so fast

Kids is on these drugs
No father to give ah hug

In this life if there's ah batman
These kids wouldn't damned

Bullets crammed in a gun
Only thing in there minds
Is fuck this nigga son

There's no superman
No hope giving

These are lost kids
Turning into ah man

Just kids of the system

I'm the joker inside fuckin Gotham
A sympathy symbol

A true sad kid surviving in life

Joker is viewed as ah bad guy
But maybe he's like this because of the decisions made for him

Abusive father
Growing up seeing no order

Once you grow you learn to adapt to that lifestyle
People sympathize with bad kids And feel sad for them but no one does anything to help

So, you learn how to help yourself
And sometimes that Require breaking rules

These are lost kids
Becoming men

I laugh at pain
It's the only way to win this damn game

Used to getting dissed
Used to niggas on my dick

Use to betrayal from ah bitch
The only way to get even

Is by pulling a poll
And let my fingers itch

Not having food on the table
Hitting licks to get rich

I'm the man of the house
Got to live up to the label

Going from corner boys
To hard hitters
Going from hitters to
Gang bangers

Too deep in

Now that I'm rich
I can't get off dis shit

Failed to mention
Taking money from the hood
Gets you deeper in the blood
Falling into the hands
Of getting more good
But the flood what it could cost
Its twenty twenty two I'm not taking this loss



Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Franklin
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