Jazz Cartier - OPERA Lyrics

Phantom of the Opera
My bitch a Prima Donna
I'm fucking up these commas
Welcome to the, oh
Phantom of the Opera
My bitch a Prima Donna
I'm fucking up these commas
Welcome to the, oh
Phantom of the Opera
Oh, oh, oh
Phantom of the Opera

I get it now
Get it, I got it
I get it now
Get it, I got it

Oh, mama saw me on the television (oh my)
I used to tell her it would happen, but she never listened (oh my)
I send a prayer to my foes, I may as well forgive 'em (oh my)
I hear the disses, all the disses, but I keep my distance (oh my)
Oh my, don't call me a friend
How you gonna war with an army of ten?
A price for a feature's an arm and a leg
Eat foods ain't nothing to my dogs in the ends, oh
It's a dead ting, hit the UK for my peng tings
A man like me never beg tings, Cuzzi

Phantom of the Opera
My bitch a Prima Donna
I'm fucking up these commas
Welcome to the, oh
Phantom of the Opera
My bitch a Prima Donna
I'm fucking up these commas
Welcome to the, oh
Phantom of the Opera
Oh, oh, oh
Phantom of the Opera

I get it now
Get it, I got it
I get it now
Get it, I got it

I'm the new face of the country (right)
Niggas had my names in they mouth so long,
so long, I'm immune to assumptions (right)
Labels they hit up my phone like
Hello, hello, I'm declining the budget (Jacuzzi relax)
I'm dipping and dodging, and bucking, and busting (ah)
I rose from the ashes (ah), survived the eruption, oh
We put out Marauding, niggas so gossip, I got 'em some coffins
I know that they talkin', but you should go tell 'em
don't step in my garden
But this is the Dawn of the Dead
So give me the word, and it's off with they heads

Phantom of the Opera
My bitch a Prima Donna
I'm fucking up these commas
Welcome to the, oh
Phantom of the Opera
My bitch a Prima Donna
I'm fucking up these commas
Welcome to the, oh
Phantom of the Opera
Oh, oh, oh
Phantom of the Opera