NEW WEST ORDER

Way before my gang of three
I was the weird rock nigga from the ING
Ridin' a skateboard with all eyes on me
Rocking Tupac tees and bumping Morrissey
But it's all good, y'all just let me live
And I won't deny a motherfucking thing I did
I got thrown in jail, had a couple of kids
Got in a couple of fights, split a couple of wigs
Almost died, eight times my lifeline fell flat
Got nine lives because of this black cat
That's why I throw these threes up, throw these threes up
I'm always going so hard to be like ease up, "damn!"

Pulled up outside in a all black ride
Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming)
Pulled up outside in a all black ride
Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming)

It was all a dream, rocking like this as a POC?
Oh, you best believe, we are the reason this started
We made the blues then went harder than any person would ever try to believe

I was a young boy looking for the man to be
But in this rock shit, ain't nobody look like me
So, I made my own lane, pave my own damn way
Now, even OG's got respect to pay
So we made an America and change history
The beginning of the vision only we could see
Gained some strength in numbers, from the faith of others
Now we Grammy nominated, envy of the scene
Yeah, I lost a couple Homies, jealousy's a bitch
Motherfuckers all mad knowing I won't quit
Making punk rock hits with a little rap twist
I've been fucking the game up, get off my dick

Pulled up outside in a all black ride
Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming)
Pulled up outside in a all black ride
Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming)

Hear that Fever West Coast rock and roller
It's a New West Order
Gangsters, hustlers, punk rock shit, you gon' fuck with us?
It's the New West Order

Pulled up outside in a all black ride
All, all black ride, all, all black ride
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming
There's a fever on the stereo
Turn it up and let 'em know right now
It's all right (there's a fever coming)
Though we try to keep the peace
You could still get it in these streets tonight now
So let's ride, hop in motherfucker

Pulled up outside in a all black ride
Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming)
Pulled up outside in a all black ride
Screaming, "three, three, three" 'til the day we die
There's a fever coming
Let 'em know there's a fever coming (there's a fever coming)

Hear that Fever West Coast rock and roll
It's a New West order
Gangsters, hustlers, punk rock shit, you gon' fuck with us?
It's the New West order



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Randy Freedman, Jason Alon Butler, Stuart Leslie Brooks
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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