On a lonely walk this morning A light mist in the air Dark clouds laughing at me in silence Casting shadows through my hair In the distance I saw a woman
cheatin' havin' all your flings I ain't grievin', none of these things Ain't retreatin' I'm a guy with wings 'Cos the opera ain't over till the fat lady sings The opera
bang, dame took an old pistol Ain't no violence, ain't no silence 'Cause she scream to the top of her, when I get on top of her Soundin' like an opera
to bitches feedin' me grapes, Peep my mind state, Big Poppa' flow is lethal, That weed make my ass wanna kill four people, Fuck the game, gimme the dame
Prepare for mic fights (And plus the cold war) This rhyme you digest through the RZA console Ask why I slam, non-diagram pole Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame
a No. 2 pencil Stabbin' students, grabbin' teachers, Catholics, preachers In the school staircase, cuttin' class, passin' my reefer In my own class, operation
Shout to all the mammas that's lost cause we ain't got dads, fags Get off that Beanie Sigel Jay beef, mobile vans out n-gger, this operation safe street
, let's go Nasty boys in the party singin', "Dame Webo" Better, make it easy 'cause we livin' suave Be 'bout the 'Smooth Operators' like Sade Coast 2
just pretending to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everyone
Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame Straight
commissioner Light fire to names, dame sizzler Multi, 40 karat bow tie N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera
in the air I hope you don't mind me asking But what happened to your underwear? And does your humble husband know? Of 'ee hitchin' seedy path With car-operating
Operator's voice: (Welcome to Sky Pager) (*sound of beeper going off, appears throughout song*) [Sir Mix A-Lot] (Operator's voice) Beepers ... Beepers
a no. 2 pencil Stabbin' students, grabbin' teachers, catholics, preachers In the school staircase, cuttin' class, passin' my reefer In my own class, operation
No. 2 pencil Stabbin students, grabbin teachers, Catholics, preachers In the school staircase, cuttin class, passin my reefer In my own class, operation
As much as I love comic and these video games, I need a little something, not just any old dame. I need a little lady, make my life less lame, 'cause
[The ABC Cafe, where the students, led by Enjolras, meet to discuss their revolutionary plans.] Combeferre At Notre Dame The sections are prepared!
