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
to act like I like
Music industry is cut throat
Fuck a nine to five
I'm going to live my life
Glory to the most high
Hoe talking down
Boy I'd love to see
A fly girl is a girl who wants you to see
Her name her game and her ability
Two gold teeth and cold cash money
The guys are on her strap she tends
Dope Shit
Make my mama proud 'cause my clothes fit
Travel 'round the globe, bitch, on my Lewis Clark shit
Don't matter where I live, 'cause I can tell
She stay home alone watching DVD’s
Said she git her own but she feelin me
Used to think the kitchen where she’s supposed to be
But she know better
[Name] from Philly
Plastic Men and the Sword Mel-Ice
Are the Supermen sent by Clark Kent who is super nice
What I'ma do is pull the source from a rock, yo
to me rudely; cause I’m young rich and I’m black
and live in a movie, not living by rules
New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
Bleek you’re still
years they won't remember what your name is
Everything changes when your case is irrelevant
And all the guys who claim they would ride in your name
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
I’m so fly
I’m a very anti social guy
But with you standing right here by side
I feel so dam fly
With you I don’t have to try
I feel like Bruno,
[shooting]
[movie like speech:]
Frankie: Okay, this is the picture. Johnny's been hurt. He's been hurt bad.
Woman: Look, we can't leave him here,
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
the third world
Decipher my deceiver, make him a believer
Spittin' Gem Stars words in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life, so I live by my word
Never
trips to abiza
singin sad songs
spotify fails
lines dont work all they do is leave trails
i guess Clark Kent Kicks in when superman bails
into clouds so
trips to abiza
singin sad songs
spotify fails
lines dont work all they do is leave trails
i guess Clark Kent Kicks in when superman bails
into clouds so
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
of ganja
A guy a look coke, send him go live a Colombia
Smoke the weed suh 'til mi eye dem a bleed
Me can't get the chronic, well di killer a leave
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
for a moment (breathe?)
Clear the air
This moments rare never seen so unprepared (Whoo)
Jet Jetson brotha let me step into the universe
fly by ya NASA
of ganja
A guy a look coke, send him go live a Colombia
Smoke the weed suh 'til mi eye dem a bleed
Me can't get the chronic, well di killer a leave
Unlike the Cable Guy
But what she sees Is that I can't live without her
And I'm so glad I found her once again
Found her once again Once again
Yeah I'm
oppressing people yearning to be free
Women tremble 'neath their veils no hope or opportunity
An entire continent is being destroyed by HIV
It's live on your
picture screen
Made it so the black guy doesn't die by the opening scene
It's the decline of the cathartic writer
And the label's who couldn't market
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