Sad Opera

Duration

3:25

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Let me tell you a story about grown man Who had his own plan destroyed it with his own hands Let me tell you bout a wish from a little boy Who wanted a family but only got bunch a toys Now let me tell you bout a women who was always beat But never let her man notice she was on the creep she aint even love him she was in it for checks He ain't love her ether he was in it for sex They both wrong but aint noticed the way that it hurt There son in the back listenin to the way they curse Angry inside caught up so he take walk Everybody keep asking him if he wanna talk But why the fuck do he care what you gotta say You don't understand he going thru it everyday You ever contemplated killin even suaside You ever been in a situation thats do or die But who am I Talkin to angels that couldn't fly I sigh pause for a min then start to cry I feel it inside it's moving thru my bones its wrong and now cause of this I'll always be alone Feel the tone thru your skin rhythm with In him like nicotine Heart pumpin and still he don't know what it means Buys a gun but don't know what is he protecting Fear is what came in his brain like infection Deception from Detection is what affects him He started talkin shit like his mouth was a rectum Fucked a different bitch every time he got a erections Breaking Mirrors eveytime he looked at his Refection Disturbed by the way he looked the face of an enemy Killing was the only place he placed all his energy Prayed begged and plead that God understood his need And while he's on his knees He separated bags cocaine and weed is all he ever had Made a little money now he was able to brag Waitin for the day where he can just pop the gat And Attack all the demons that been riding his back But where he at On rooftop of a building in queens Sellin all his products to the hookers and feens stuck in the lean Funny how it started from a fucked up home Now he gets Fucked Up And He Fucks up Homes Thought he was grown But the OG treatin him like a child Make me proud is what his mother would say So he killed his dad after the day she passed away And he Ran cuz he knew he had a price to pay Got lost and didn't care what the Lord had to say And he was filled wit the hate Of the life that he lived 27 years old no wife and no kids Figured since he down here he could start all over But he couldn't get a job so he lost his composure He couldn't over come he was stuck in the drama Fucked up cuz he created his own Karma That's the way it happens when you living in darkness So think before you judge always be couscous We are heartless in this day wit reckless and chaos Listen to my words reflect in the sayonce Trapped in a hole like the buckle of a belt You scream you cry you dealt wit everything I felt Fire in your heart just hope that it doesn't melt...