The.Black.Opera.

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

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

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.
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In ya Stupid House, Stupid Chain, Stupid Car.
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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.
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In ya Stupid House, Stupid Chain, Stupid Car.
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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

SALUTE: Mello Music Group.

EnterMission.

VIDEO DRAMATIZATION: BLACK CITY by The Black Opera (w/ LYRICS)

“BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BENZ.
High Saditty Chicks Want a Black Business Man.
Full House with a pocket full of Olsen Twins,
Making more White Money than a Black President.
Crackers hate it, while the niggas wanna mimic.
White niggas sayin’ nigga more than niggas.
White girls always down for whatever.
But, he trynna get his niggas up in Paris.
Momma say: Aint that shit Cray?
Z’s on the test skipping college everyday,
Cause Whoever play the best get a Scholarship to Pay
Nigga I don’t need the lessons, man I think I’m Bill Gates.
But, he aint even got a Steve Job.
Burnt bridges got em eating off a Bridge Card.
Syrup sipping got em leaning like a Retard.
Thug Life nigga, Hoes down, Gs up.
Crack pipe nigga, Coked Out, Pills what?
Got one life, Imma live it in a hurry.
Nigga plus I kill the mic/mike like Con Murray.
That’s Conrad Murray…
I think I’m Con Murray.
Now where them white girls at?
I think I’m Herman Cain…
Take her to the crib I don’t even know her name,
Pocket full of pills I don’t need no game.
Now where that white horse at?
I must think I’m Rick James…” - TBOG #041380

CHORUS:
BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BITCH.
SPREAD THE WARNING: #TBO IN YA CITY BITCH.

“BITCH.
Money over Humans.
In the club throwin’ hunneds on a Human.
With these Racks I’m abusive.
Smack that ass, red bottoms Louboutins.
Niggas want them Papers, No School tho…
40 acres, No Mule tho…
They want them Cars with the Horses,
Jaguars and them Porches.
Big Booty. Slim waist. No Corsets.
You got the Hoes? Only Queens in my Fortress.
I tell ‘em make it juicy like a Starburst,
Buncha Women lookin’ like Outkast artwork.
Dennis Archer: BLACK CITY BITCH.
Kwame Kilpatrick.
Hey Coleman Young world be a Great King
You ain’t even gotta push the rock like Dave Bing.
Too many David Sterns tryin to block it.
Tell that man get ya hand out my pocket.
School of Hard Knocks or a doctorate.
Nigga what’s a Goblin to a Prophet?” - TBOG #120279

CHORUS:
BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK CITY BITCH.
BLACK BLACK CITY BITCH.
SPREAD THE WARNING: #TBO IN YA CITY BITCH.

Dark Comedy.

EnterMission.

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