Opera

Phantom of the opera

My bitch a prima donna

I'm fuckin' up these commas

Welcome to the

Phantom of the opera

My bitch a prima donna

I'm fuckin' up these commas

Welcome to the

Phantom of the opera

Oh, oh, oh

Phantom of the opera

Oh, Mama saw me on the television

I used to tell her it would happen, but she never listened

I send a prayer to my foes, I may as well forgive 'em

I hear the disses, all the disses, but I keep my distance

Oh my, don't call me a friend

How you go to war with an army of ten?

A price for a feature's an arm and a leg

These fools ain't nothin' to my dawgs 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 fuckin' up these commas

Welcome to the

Phantom of the opera

My bitch a prima donna

I'm fuckin' up these commas

Welcome to the

Phantom of the opera

Oh, oh, oh

Phantom of the opera

I'm the new face of the country

**** had my name in they mouth so long

So long, I'm immune to assumptions

Labels, they hit up my phone like, "Hello, hello"

I'm declinin' the budget

I'm dippin' and dodging, and buckin', and bustin'

I rose from the ashes, survived the eruption, oh

We put out Marauding, **** 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 fuckin' up these commas

Welcome to the

Phantom of the opera

My bitch a prima donna

I'm fuckin' up these commas

Welcome to the

Phantom of the opera

Oh, oh, oh

Phantom of the opera