Lyrics:
Welcome to Rap Opera, the mind of a guy that is not pop enough
Fuck Wagner the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up
I today waver
of my faith
Master of my mind
Master of my vision
Master of my time
Master of my love
Master of my grind
Master of my fate
Master of my shine
Who that,
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
the crowd like I'm John Q Public
I know this time that I'm not the righteous one, the righteous one
I'll be the shadow on your back, you never run from, you
watch ya gyal
Yuh pum pum a jump like a frog for a john
Cause me fuck you so good you say "Oh God
Oh God"
You cum just by thinking about how me
Ram it
a fucking drive-by
Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac
Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack
Master P in the passenger seat getting
And playin' Xbox, stand up and exercise my rights
As of by seen of through master's eye
It's the grind date
Know what I'm sayin? I'm sick of askin' though
yo my bro locked in the
Pen and don't expect parole
But told me to bar you to
Death so God bless ya soul bars
God is my witness
This is the first time
slipping,
My hopes keep on dipping
And his lips keep on smiling all the time.
Rael is a little disillusioned,
When the Slipperman reveals that
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
half-alive
After all the times he was apt to die
But nothing's gonna stop him - even gravity
Got a Mark V suit, like the Master Chief
He needs no introduction
voice
Monica voice]
Chairman (John Danforth): The reason for this hearing is not to promote any legislation. Indeed, I don't know of any suggestion
give my all to you
Cuz this love inside my heart
Is something that I always knew
I feel like John Legend
Yeah
And I feel like
John Legend
John
And to John Lough he unfurled works of art from a world
He knew one day he'd belong to
What inspired him so was the great Michelangelo
Master of figure and form
Yeah baby
This here's a story about Lost John
Lost John done flew the coop
How many long gone?
Lost John standin' by the railroad track
Waitin' for
ever gonna rise above? shit yeah, we are
Fuck February, snow is six feet deep
I need a John Wick to put winter to sleep
Fuck February, snow is six feet
the end
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)
Yo, the anticipation arose as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John Does
Lynched for
Master P tape in [repeated to fade]
Yo, there go Master P
[Master P talking]
Ahh, yeah ya know what I'm sayin'
This is for them punk, punk pussy
My mind never rests
My mind never rests
My mind never, ever, ever rests
I am your master - sleep is your master
There's no minutes for your soul
Ha!
This here's a story about, Lost John
Lost John done flew the coop!
Hee!
How many long gone?
Lost John standin' by the railroad track
and fuck
And now here your giggle master ceremony for Master Ray's party
And here it is introducing Master Raider number one
Are you by any chance a door
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
a pissin')
I cursed this bitch out, we be laid back
[Method Man]
Half a box of cereal gone, my milk's warm
Mad strong, this is John John, pro and con
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