Non-Prophets - New Word Order Lyrics
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    New Word Order

    You ain't got no style
    You ain't got no style
    You ain't got no style
    You ain't got no style
    Emcees, they ain't got no style
    Emcees ain't got no style
    Your Producer, he ain't got no style
    Your Producer ain't got no style
    DJs, they ain't got no style
    DJs ain't got no style
    Your girl, she ain't got no style
    Your girl ain't got no style

    Internet gross exaggerations of the truth is often stranger than the fiction novel idea think groups.
    Shoot from the hip hop upon another band wagon Tales from the Crypt walking off the plank and on the sails
    Of life insurance for the living dead beat box away your problem child care package incomplete
    Control freaks of the industry rule number four thousand and eighty one too many children killed in school
    Work away a part time summer job hunt for the best deal under the sun block the barnyard punch the clock, knock into next week memory deleted any concept of time sheets
    Of acid rain drops to start rolling a dislocated joint custody of the moment you’re holding onto dead art forms and technique
    1200 hobos beg for change ups in your wack beat

    West Coast, ain't got no style
    The West Coast ain't got no style
    East Coast, ain't got no style
    The East Coast ain't got no style
    Midwest, ain't got no style
    The Midwest ain't got no style
    Down South definitely got no style
    Down South ain't got no style

    This is Sage Francister fist fuck face the facts of life on the run DMC tapes are smacked
    Into a million pieces not the word to play for the love of the game and the arrangement of what I say
    Lean solutions for the dangerously over WAIT JUST A MINUTE rice cakes have carbohydrates
    Factory phat farm animal instincts, for legs good, eight legs insects
    Anticonquistador prize (??) play this record backwards satanic (??) Vegas
    Baby, Vegas how I come across section part of town house music, turn it off
    The topic of the evening news paper, rock, scissor leg kick this one here for me and my dj
    Red alert the masses of the words that I say
    “ALL YOU SUCKA MCs WONT YOU PLEASE COME OUT AND PLAY?”

    I made a personal journal entry level position to get paid
    Time over working paper chase the dragon breath spray
    Minty fresh mouth guard against the death Ray
    Charles in charge credit cards are dealt, let’s play
    A word association game for ages 8 and up your ass hole out of stuffed turkey dinner plate and cut the microphone for help
    Wanted dead or alive from New York it’s Saturday Night Fever running high
    From George Bush fire god speed racer go go dancer in the dark angel hair trigger gun show
    Me the money bags of unmarked bill collector’s special edition extra extra strength of non prophets of rage
    Non profiteering up your corporation’s tax claims. Non-prophecies are non profitable nowadays but heeyyyy!

    Street Teens, ain't got no style
    Street Teens ain't got no style
    Record companies, ain't got no style
    Record companies got no style
    Major Labels, ain't got no style
    Major labels ain't got no style
    Independentartists, ain't got no style
    Indie artists ain't got no style

    Beat Boxers, ain't got no style
    The Beat Boxers ain't got no style
    B-Boys, ain't got no style
    The B-Boys ain't got no style
    Ruff Riders, they ain't got no style
    The Ruff Riders ain't got no style
    Your Momma, ain't got no style
    Your Momma ain't got no style

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