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Jan 2

AUDIO DRAMATIZATION: Fxckin Problem by The Black Opera (w/LYRICS)

“Aye, Aye my nigga, you got them Flinstone Vitys my nigga?
you poppin that echinacea my nigga??
Woo!
fxck this Life shit man…
fxck wit me doe!” -Nokbai
 
“I love bad bitches that’s my fucking problem.
I don’t want knowledge less they suckin swallowing .
I love my family but I love these dollars,
more than anything.
My bibles my wallet.
Them presidents make a prophet.
THEM PRESIDENTS MAKE A PROFIT.
and that’s why I voted for Obama,
Cause he be making them mahfxckin Romneys.
Black people poppin pills that’s a fxckin problem.
BLACK PEOPLE POPPIN PILLS THATS A FXCKIN PROBLEM.
Fuck Malcolm X, I be Danny Brownin.
Fuck Oprah Winfrey, she on that Rihanna.
‘Popped a Molly I’m sweatin. WOO!’
even Badu fuck around and Co-Sign it…
[SKIT]
These old niggas don’t know my problems.
THESE OLD NIGGAS DON’T KNOW MY MAHFXCKIN PROBLEMS!!
My father sold crack to my only momma.
Then left my black ass in these fxckin projects.
Black man go crazy that’s a fxckin problem.
White man shoot babies then he got some problems…
White man kill babies…
Anybody kill babies that’s a fxckin coward.
ANYBODY KILL BABIES THAT’S A FXCKIN COWARD!!” -Sensu

“These automatic weapons is a fxckin problem,
shit is like assholes everybody got em,
get mad at a nigga ima go & pop him,
even better ima go & pop a random toddler.
I’m xanny poppin (woo!), I’m Mollywoppin (woo!)
Look at me look at me ain’t nobody watching.
Nobody even cares if I was gooone.
But fxck that I ain’t goin out alooone.
…This nigga lookin at me wroooong.
Guess we got a fxckin problem now it’s ooooonnn.
America (America) got a fxckin problem.
everybody scared of US y’all don’t want these problems.
My cousin shot herself in the stomaaach.
She was fxckin ‘round playin with that gun shit.
Accidentally pulled the trigger her life ended we got 99 problems to keep 1 hunniiiid” -Nokbai

“Black people poppin pills, that’s a fxckin problem.
Anybody kill babies, that’s a fxckin problem.
Israel x USA, thats a fxckin problem.
Boys beating up girls, that’s a fxckin problem
America’s gun laws, that’s a fxckin problem.
WorldStarHipHop, that’s a fxckin problem.
Blogs not posting TBO, that’s a fxckin problem.
YOU DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND, YOU’RE THE FXCKIN PROBLEM.” -Kensah


Oct 31

VIDEO DEMONSTRATION: Balcony (Behind The Seen Video) by The Black Opera (Production Composed by Astronote) (w/ LYRICS)

“I See YOU, trynna Cling to whatever’s poppin’.
I See YOU, switchin’ Teams for the better option.
I See YOU, well WE don’t need YOU with The Opera.
Three Ring Circus, Jordan, Pippen, Rodman.
YOU got too many Jerseys in ya locker.
I think the kids call it Thirsty here’s some agua.
WE the Top Shottas with the Patois.
Verbals Stay on Murder Game. YOUR jargon is Hogwash.
Shades on like The Unibomber.
King Shit bitch, Tutankhamen.
Yea WE The Opera but WE move in silence.
UFOs havin’ human sightings yea WE Out Here.” -Nokbai [TBOG #120279]

CHORUS:
“Yea, I know YOU niggas got it out for me.
Trynna do me like King on the Balcony.
Nah, but YOU will never Malcolm me.
‘Cause everytime I look down…
What Do I See?
Yellow Back (Yellow Back)
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.
Bunch of Yellow Back (Yellow Back).
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.”

“They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know WE got it movin’.
They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know Business is Boomin’.”

“Black Stevie Wonder’s on. Ray Charles.
Either black or brown or red Malcolm style.
My (K)night Rider like to make her Kitt talk.
True Bloods used to make a nigga Crip Walk.
Now them Vampires lookin’ like some Ken dolls.
And, YOU thug rappers lookin’ like Reveng Of…
The Nerds on the curb with a skateboard.
Thats COOL, but don;t be actin’ like YOU Rick Ross.
Rick Ross ain’t even Rick Ross.
Rick Ross ain’t even Rick Ross.
YOU ain’t a boss if ya Boss got a Big BOSS.
YOU Black Pawns on the board for the KING’s WAR.” -Sensu [TBOG #041380]

CHORUS:
“Yea, I know YOU niggas got it out for me.
Trynna do me like Lincoln on the Balcony.
Nah, but YOU will never Malcolm me.
‘Cause everytime I look down…
What Do I See?
Yellow Back (Yellow Back)
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.
Bunch of Yellow Back (Yellow Back).
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.”

“They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know WE got it movin’.
They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know Business is Boomin’.”

“Black Hoody on no matter what the forecast.
Black Scully off the dome with a Scarf Mask.
YOU never seen a Killa this Clean…” -Sensu
“Low Key, so discreet, so to brag there’s really no need.
Cool story bro. OK. YOU do this just to be seen.
Get a couple Hoes. Keep the shoes on ya feet Clean.” -Nokbai
“(WOAH NOW)” -Sensu
“WE was the same way when WE was preteen.” -Nokbai
“(SLOW DOWN)
YOU speeding on E like Eazy.”-Sensu
“Depression got US sniffin’ BLOW.
Black and White. Different Strokes.
Rappers coked up in the Studio like 54.” -Nokbai
“Legends that YOU never knew Dead from shit YOU quick to do.
Fuck the status quo. WE Black em out. The only trend is YOU.” -Sensu

CHORUS:
“Yea, I know YOU niggas got it out for me.
Trynna do me like ______ on the Balcony.
Nah, but YOU will never Malcolm me.
‘Cause everytime I look down…
What Do I See?
Yellow Back (Yellow Back)
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.
Bunch of Yellow Back (Yellow Back).
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.”

“They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know WE got it movin’.
They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know Business is Boomin’.”

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Aug 24

AUDIO DEMONSTRATION: Opera Hands by The Black Opera (Production Composed by Tall Black Guy) (w/ LYRICS)
“Is this a dream? I’m feelin’ brand new.
It ain’t the Lean, no coughs & no “atchoos”.
I’m so clean, not even a tattoo.
Laser beam on point like Stacy Adams shoes.
Distance please, YOU dripping’ Swagu.
Speakin’ of C.R.E.A.M, WE know that Cash Rules.
WE goin’ GREEN this money is all natural,
This TBO music stay in ya system like fast food, Turn It UP.
Joyride of the 4th kind..
Fresher than fluoride how ya boys shine.
YOU on that oink-swine-blind-crippled-crazy…
If this ain’t in ya speakers when YOU’RE whippin’ daily” - TBOG #120279

CHORUS:
“When YOU’RE rollin’, rollin’ wit ya fam.
YOU know YOU gotta do the Opera Hands.
Whether YOU’RE dolo, or rollin’ wit ya mans.
YOU know YOU gotta do the Opera Hands.
Now, 1 hand when behind the wheel, 2 hands when the passenger.
Slow-Mo like when Ricky died or Flyin’ like YOU’RE Captain Kirk.
Fingertips up on her hips, Don’t slip when YOU’RE in back of her.
Back and forth, 2 steppin’, yea that’s what this track is for.”

“…Black Op: Era, Block Party with No Sirens.

…only ones crying is the Hydrants.
…Nobody Co-Signing US,
…cause WE don’t need nobody Co-Signing US.
No Zimmermans peaking through the blinds,
just highs, lows and pyramids peeking through the monitors.
When Epidemic Hit, WE standin’ strong like Parthenon.
People entering like this was a Phenomenon.
Anything YOU Dream, It is Possible…
…like goats climbing trees in Morocco. WHOA.
I had a Dream: I was comfortable…
…with all My Family and My Team living Huxtable.”
- TBOG #041380

CHORUS:
“When YOU’RE rollin’, rollin’ wit ya fam.
YOU know YOU gotta do the Opera Hands.
Whether YOU’RE dolo, or rollin’ wit ya mans.
YOU know YOU gotta do the Opera Hands.
Now, 1 hand when behind the wheel, 2 hands when the passenger.
Slow-Mo like when Ricky died or Flyin’ like YOU’RE Captain Kirk.
Fingertips up on her hips, Don’t slip when YOU’RE in back of her.
Back and forth, 2 steppin’, yea that’s what this track is for.”
BE HONORABLE.


AUDIO DEMONSTRATION: Teleport by The Black Opera (Production Composed by Audible Doctor) (w/ LYRICS)


“All Black in the summer…
Yea I’m a little bit crazy that’s a Under-
Statement, Metta World Peace royal rumble.
No funereal but dressed just like the Under-
Taker, fuck a loud pack I pack thunder.
Heavy like the regime the Berlin Wall collapsed under.
I’m gone, I’m gone, I ain’t even here no mo.
YOU say YOU wanna revolution WE said that a year ago.
If Revolution’s in the Music YOU fools would not hear a note.
Gave YOU lyrical, now it’s Musical, it’s Cyrano.
Sometimes I need a little time just to zone out…
Hey YOU, please find YOUR own cloud.
Hey Jude, YOU’RE goin down the wrong route.
Prelude: fade the end of YOU’RE song out…
Outro. Roll the Credits.
I don’t know where I’m headed, I just know I’m gon get it.”
- TBOG #120279


CHORUS:
“Yea, I’m bout to Teleport. 
Flying in and out of town. Every time I touch down, yea she know I wear the Crown.
I’m bout to Teleport. 
Just made another field goal. 3 points on the board. Once I score I’m gone.
Yea, I’m bout to Teleport. Teleport. 
Yea, I’m bout to Teleport. Teleport. 
You know I’m bout to Teleport.
Flying in and out of town. Every time I touch down, yea she know I wear the Crown.” 

“It’s Hell on Earth. Let’s Fly to Heaven.
I told her use her Brain first. She learned her Lesson.
Still she be Goin’ Dumb talkin’ on that Smart Phone.
The way she paint them lady lumps is like a Art Form.
How YOU fit them jeans? Damn, YOU got me Open.
Girl, let me pull that Boot-leg off like SOPA.
Them other chicks be here today, but they gone next.
Them sluts will give YOU Hearing AIDS from some Phone Sex.
I’m on that, I’m on that long term commitment shit.
Aint trynna hold her if another nigga hittin’ it.
Might Teleport her in the morning If I’m feeling it.
They say WE Horny cause WE Devilish, aint that some shit.
Yea thats that shit, that classic Outkast shit.
Feelin’ So Fresh and So Clean: John the Baptist.
And, YOU a Blessing on My Team: First Draft Pick.
As long as WE aint stressin’ on no Cream WE GOT THIS.
Yea, WE Got It. Yea Yea, WE Got It. 
Uh Uh, WE Got It. Yea Yea, WE Got It. 
Uh Uh, WE Got It. Yea Yea, WE Got It. 
As long as WE aint stressin’ on no Cream WE GOT THIS.” - TBOG #041380

CHORUS:
“Yea, I’m bout to Teleport. 
Flying in and out of town. Every time I touch down, yea she know I wear the Crown.
I’m bout to Teleport. 
Just made another field goal. 3 points on the board. Once I score I’m gone.
Yea, I’m bout to Teleport. Teleport. 
Yea, I’m bout to Teleport. Teleport. 
You know I’m bout to Teleport.
Flying in and out of town. Every time I touch down, yea she know I wear the Crown.”

BE GREAT.

Jul 18

VIDEO DEMONSTRATION: The Magician by The Black Opera ft Vaughn G. & Jade Lathan (Composed by Astronote) [Directed by Andy Madeleine] (w/ LYRICS)

“She said she lookin’ for a Magician: Somebody to Preform.
Somebody to divide up her Horizon from The Storm.
Her brain is Partly Cloudy; She would like a different norm.
Translation can’t pronounce it but I got her speaking tongues.
When I pull it out the hat: Intended BIG PUN.
Her face lookin’ like a 3-prong outlet unplugged.
She Paying for my Attention: She came to hear my song.
She said I fit the position: The Costume and The Wand.
Crowd Volunteering got her entering my stage.
Now I don’t know who chose who like religion and debates.
Division: Love and Hate.
She shake that Money Make - Her, Face is like a Drug…
She take away my Pain - First, she say WE in Love…
She was a good judge of character.
But, Focused on the wrong things in the Picture like a Negative.
A Disappearing Act: Now YOU see her, Now YOU don’t.
And. thus begins the adventure. You’d like to sing along?” - TBOG #041380

CHORUS:
“Now I done seen a lot of women go, but I want YOU to be a part of my show.
I just need a Volunteer, to come right here. We can disappear.
I know you seen a lot of men go (GO), but maybe I can be a part of YOUR show.
So if YOU need a Volunteer, come right here. We can disappear.
Lets Go.” - Vaughn G.


“I mean she made one cheek move independently from the other I was dumbfounded…/
Thunderous, when she made it clap man it was similar to how a gun sounded…
All her facial features matchin’.
Science says its symmetry that makes people attractive.
Speakers slappin’ goin’ Hammer Pants.
Not to mention I was enamored by her mammary glands.
Dance, I could watch for days.
Ghetto ballet, The Black Opera way.
I’m tryin’ to leave here with all my dough.
Trickin? No can do like Hall & Oates.
It’s 3am now I’m fatigued like army clothes.
Time to go back home to my woman snap outta Party Mode.
She had them amazing vanishing clothing articles.
And, she made your money disappear (poof), dollars gone.” - TBOG #120279

CHORUS:
“Now I done seen a lot of women go, but I want YOU to be a part of my show.
I just need a Volunteer, to come right here. We can disappear.
I know you seen a lot of men go (GO), but maybe I can be a part of YOUR show.
So if YOU need a Volunteer, come right here. We can disappear.
Lets Go.” - Vaughn G.


“I was YOUR Volunteer. Stuck witcha through the years.
And, when YOU lost YOUR job: Magically I Paid the Bills.
Those broken promises, YOU Never kept YOUR Word.
YOU left me home alone, telling me YOU were at work.
But WE know, that’s a, Lie.
YOU were, out with, her all, Night.
But it’s, okay, because, I.
Called up, my man, on the, Side.
But I’m, tired of playing these games.
I want YOU to be my man.
Know I’m trying to make YOU understand.
On the count of 3 baby I’ll Vanish.
I’ll Vanish…
I’ll Vanish….
I’ll Vanish…
I’ll Vanish….
I, just want YOU in My World, but YOU just want to Lie.
I, just don’t understand why YOU…………………..” - Jade Lathan


May 17

AUDIO DEMONSTRATION: Black Superstar by The Black Opera(composed by yU) (w/ LYRICS)

CHORUS:
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar: They don’t care who YOU are.
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar: They don’t care who YOU are.
-
In ya Stupid House, Stupid Chain, Stupid Car.
-
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar: They don’t care who YOU are.

“Caught up in the limelight: The Glamor Life.
Burgundy 9-11: a Deadly Drive.
Mercury 9-11: I’m Fahrenheit (fair in height).
Surgery type of weapons: the hand and knife
Either way I’m doing Time (Time).
They give me Life (Right).
Just to raise me Right (Right).
Institutionalized whether WE on the Wrong or Right
side of the Law.
I’m trynna find the right Crime just to Ball.
Ball So Hard: Police Man trynna fine YOU.
Out of Line like the coloring of a blind-mute.
Had a nine on me, had a blonde moment, the I lost my mind on em,
now my time frozen, like my watch broken,
and my mom hoping that I make it out alive.
Its 25-Life whether in chains or on the block.
The Block is Hot. The Block is Hot.
Niggas Snitchin’.
Whether on Television or in the Kitchen.
I Gotta Get It!” - TBOG #041380

CHORUS:
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar: They don’t care who YOU are.
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar: They don’t care who YOU are.
-
In ya Stupid House, Stupid Chain, Stupid Car.
-
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar. Black, Black Superstar.
Black Superstar: They don’t care who YOU are.

“I see WE still killin’ over Jordans…..
Ain’t no punchline in THAT bar.
Black Superstar, ‘hood Legend.
If I can’t be The Man I’ll be the man who stood next to Him then,
Get him murked, get his work.
Get his bitch, get his perks.
Now YOU got The Bulls-eye on YOU Targét.
Tryinna R.I.P. (Hamilton) YOU ur in harms way.
When them sharpshooters in The Mask visit.
Better hope it ain’t YOUR last visit, they morals is low,
Like a casket is, just ‘cus, niggas love to stunt.
Niggas love to flash, guess it’s in OUR Blood.
From marginalized, to Stars in the Sky.
We want it ALL, not just Part of the Pie.
By, any means I guess get YOUR money BIG.
Ball til YOU Fall like London Bridge.” - TBOG #120279

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