Don't talk about it, walk around it, there's no breaking borders,
New world order and i'm the master of psychological disorders,
In baghdad, iraq only wealthy live happily
Once upon a time you were my family
I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,
I listen to the poor man outside, “can you give me a hoarder?”
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