CYNE - Opera lyrics
[CYNE - Opera lyrics]
I fight grimy
Grey smoke, young folk behind me
Stool pigeon mocked, got shot untimely
Nine miles of running he
Only had another left say, "Hello
Alien glad to meet your brother death"
We are metropolis united and we here for
Beige, white, green, red, Bill
Juan and Hect-or "Jenny from the Block
" Vanessa on the hilltop
Keisha got knocked up "Black Girl Lost" shit
Enforce it overseeing laws and endorse it
Runaway so, yo, I don’t give a horseshit
I’m the man with the master plan
Now hiring smiling faces in demand, y'all
Pay per view special Brokeback and dead Jews
Surround sound hatred wait and get a earful
We all need a brand don’t we all need a hand?
I’m suicidal sheep reborn elephant and
Grab your binoculars we going to the Opera
Resident alien, where’s Jimmy Hoffa?
Tupac Amaru, black vote in memoriam
Escape them now go scream, "Republic"
Suicide kings reign hope on apocalypse
The doctor say, "Pull it
" but the family stay stopping it
Sky so blue, but the water looking ominous
The monster in the deep
In the closet and it’s pondering
That nigga went to jail
So he kissing on Michael swear he a Muslim
But he still read the Bible
Shit’s so confused like top breaking news
How we go from genocide to Jolie baby blues?
No priority, so the story boring me
Fuck a damn terrorist I’m
Harmed by the authorities
Red and blue lights in my mirror never nice
Stay (stay) in the car (car) blind by the flashlight
All up in my shit got damn, you's a bitch
You better write me a fucking ticket
Grab your binoculars we going to the Opera
Alek Wek beautiful fuck Paris Hilton
Trust fund babies got beats
And they rhyme too
With no imagination we are hip hop
Now I’m Bigger Thomas live on the set
Drinking Evian still, new director yelled, "
(Cut) Why your panties on?
Quit, belladonna we only need a couple takes"
So we got hot I blew
Heaven on her pretty face
And these are the breaks
(breaks) for all who relate to
This tragedy at stake
(stake) adult biz can make you
Lose all juice, dog you was once native
Naïve in thought protagonist save him
Hallmark cards, blonde sex gods they gave him
Religion like crack musical clap
They made him
All weak, softy asleep need coffee
Go back to kill her (Kill her shhh softly)
Grey smoke, young folk behind me
Stool pigeon mocked, got shot untimely
Nine miles of running he
Only had another left say, "Hello
Alien glad to meet your brother death"
We are metropolis united and we here for
Beige, white, green, red, Bill
Juan and Hect-or "Jenny from the Block
" Vanessa on the hilltop
Keisha got knocked up "Black Girl Lost" shit
Enforce it overseeing laws and endorse it
Runaway so, yo, I don’t give a horseshit
I’m the man with the master plan
Now hiring smiling faces in demand, y'all
Pay per view special Brokeback and dead Jews
Surround sound hatred wait and get a earful
We all need a brand don’t we all need a hand?
I’m suicidal sheep reborn elephant and
Grab your binoculars we going to the Opera
Resident alien, where’s Jimmy Hoffa?
Tupac Amaru, black vote in memoriam
Escape them now go scream, "Republic"
Suicide kings reign hope on apocalypse
The doctor say, "Pull it
" but the family stay stopping it
Sky so blue, but the water looking ominous
The monster in the deep
In the closet and it’s pondering
That nigga went to jail
So he kissing on Michael swear he a Muslim
But he still read the Bible
Shit’s so confused like top breaking news
How we go from genocide to Jolie baby blues?
No priority, so the story boring me
Fuck a damn terrorist I’m
Harmed by the authorities
Red and blue lights in my mirror never nice
Stay (stay) in the car (car) blind by the flashlight
All up in my shit got damn, you's a bitch
You better write me a fucking ticket
Grab your binoculars we going to the Opera
Alek Wek beautiful fuck Paris Hilton
Trust fund babies got beats
And they rhyme too
With no imagination we are hip hop
Now I’m Bigger Thomas live on the set
Drinking Evian still, new director yelled, "
(Cut) Why your panties on?
Quit, belladonna we only need a couple takes"
So we got hot I blew
Heaven on her pretty face
And these are the breaks
(breaks) for all who relate to
This tragedy at stake
(stake) adult biz can make you
Lose all juice, dog you was once native
Naïve in thought protagonist save him
Hallmark cards, blonde sex gods they gave him
Religion like crack musical clap
They made him
All weak, softy asleep need coffee
Go back to kill her (Kill her shhh softly)