The Opera

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Trizz] Yeah, I'm sitting in the corner while she playing on the violin Forgive me for my sins I know I'm wrong I never pretend (nigga) I'm a nigga in this bitch ain't got no chance to win I'm thirty years young but I'm him my chances are slim (straight up!) It get grim but I'm him I take it on the chin you see it in my grin it look like I'll be your friend I hustle through these hymns I'm grinding gettin' it in and these shoes is too big for you to fill some you ain't fitting in (nigga) Came along way since murder death kill since Lynch gave me a deal would've put me up on the hill (yeah) He taught me how to kill and how to go get the skrill I pulled up to his house he had a human on the grill This shit can get real niggas end up getting killed (yeah) over hundred dollar bills I'm serious man forreal I'm doing all these drugs because I like the way it feel and it make me feel numb I don't give a fuck man I chill, nigga The man game where your cap can get peeled nigga Point a gun at you and make you swallow these pills nigga If it's a problem the homies will come and deal with it (ooh!) You can try to hide but trust me nigga we'll still get you [Verse 2: Ouija Macc] Ain't shit never been shit stumbled out the trailer park with a biscuit and ever since I been lit Slide with OG's and never been up in a transcript Been up in a trans bitch though and now her man pissed (hahaha!) Ooh, Pop a nazi with the shotty paparazzi got a picture of me walking with a thotty Ugly juggalo-di really on my lodi dodi lotta griznit talkin' my shiznit that's why you saw me [Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung] I used to watch MTV thinkin', (oh) yeah I could do that Grab the microphone and make another rapper blue black Somebody told me go mainstream but I can't do that I'm underground where the bodies is at - Oh did I do that? Made gang, Baby Ripgut better known as Trizz my nigga know what it is and he always handle his biz went from a little kid in movies to running the IE now Now he's all over the world giving 'em that five piece Me? I'm just chillin' drop a album when I want to In your dreams it'll haunt you hit a nigga with the 1-2 gauge two days later they'll find your guts in the pavement Body all over the basement and nobody better say shit I touch a nigga like a love song partner You don't get the metaphor, yeah that means I'll pop ya Not your average savage all I need is the package Nigga this cast off of me getting (?) [Outro: Ouija Macc] Give me the go ahead and then I'm going bat shit Following Brotha Lynch so I'm just walking to my casket Little boy blue with ICP signed me cause nobody else could match it (Ooh!) (Ooh) Backstabbers and whack rappers couldn't get them a verse and they mad cause they don't matter (bitch) You step to Trizz and bet your tits you get shattered And if you do leave it's with a hatchet in your bladder