Mike Irish - Order lyrics

[Verse 1: CheddaSK] If it's your first time hearing this Huh, what an experience Ta-da-wowww You should bow down now Gon' kiss the floor I never fired like this before And if it ain't like this before Then how we supposed to let em know that this means war The accredited, legend of a veteran Gone step in line, you can fall into the regiment With a Letterman, probably what you catch him in Been knocking at the door, 'bout time that they let him in Yeah yeah you should let him in Clearly he won't settle for whats written in the settlement Clearly we've been sleeping on em taking all these sedatives My God the kid is obviously something we should revel in Thank you gentleman, I say so polite But letting me in this wars the worst mistake of your life I be operatin' choppers out the side of helicopters Making nukes in the booth, now it's bombs that we droppin' Attacking and never stoppin', bring it where the fights at Well if you don't like that, show me where the white flag Swiftly stabbed in the spine and it's like that This the moment in time I go and give the knife back He's here to slit my throat? Cheddas' gone mad man this sh**s no joke You scared? You should be A genius? I could be Nahhh, I ain't a rookie On edge, so don't push me Yeah, Yeah, so don't push me It's time to get f**ed and I know that you're the p**y Warrr What is it good for? Absolutely nothing then why'd you bring the C4? Cause we bout to blow, oh b**h you didn't know? Sky high mother f**er, exactly where we finna go Oh, so now you see Coming back with a smile like a friend you be Seems like everyone just wants a piece of me Well you're f**ed if you think I'll sign the peace treaty On my world war 2 sh** New world order, and you know I'm bout to rule it But God damn why they seem so clueless On the battle field and we out here for this music Bout time that I stumbled on the gold mine Finally found the map to the treasures in my own mind Now it's gold rhymes, in these gold times And everything that I'm finna hold, I'm! Africa be the soul Italian be the mold Body in the sand Spirit of the holy land Heart of the jungle The power & struggle Latin countries, I get my respect China where I get my tech Imports I cherish huh? But you know the dream was made in America Same place they make the missiles And it's time I dismiss you P.O.W Now you know who be running you Everything is changing forever You've been captured by the nation of Chedda CheddaSK [Outro: CheddaSK & Backing Vocals] Wayo, wayo, wayo, wayo (x4)