Novus Ordo Seclroum

Tre

These cats walk with no soul like they Walking Dead
It's like you ain't gettin' no glow unless you talking bread
I stack a lot of cheddar when barettas start to spark the lead
Then ya bitch blow the squad like NES cartridges

Marv

Tear bones out the cartilage, you the type to do the crime
Then Get caught by pigs, utilizing unusual rhymes on that Carlton shit- move minds consciousness, no cons in this

Tre

Ayo- I'm hot like climate in Gana
Prices got so low, I stopped doing consignment w. Pana
Yeah I'm standing here shinin' in armor, around finest of ganja
Since my Momma bought the Honda Alondra

Marv

Lost guys feature tracks on milk cartons
Skill smooth as silk contents or real cotton
Shark bite defeat ya mans, real sharp shit
Fuck the politics like Al sharpton
Y'all shoutin' style soundin' retarded

Tre

Niggas went to Beamers and Benz's
Started from Toyota's, Iphones and then
I started from Motorola's, henny got me burpin' like
Guzzlin' a glass of soda, Skywalker OG
Got my eyes on some Master Yoda shit

Marv

Smack a rapper to a coma
Brung the thunder from Oklahoma
Capture cortex, Children of the corn vets
Camcorders never caught us, illest auras slash enforcers
Givin' y'all niggas orders as the glowin' emperors

Tre

Novus Ordo Seclorum
You catch me swervin in foreigns
You on a bus while it's pouring
A lot of you bitches is boring
No waste of time, it's important
My state of mind is enormous
Placing rhymers in corners
Cuz the flows is hotter than saunas

Marv

Remorseful, body bag tracks
Rip ya torso
Good lord no, copy cats can
Hit the soul so
Out of proportion like spittin' in Morse code
Spinnin' the whole globe like that
Shit is normal