- Common Thelonius 歌詞
- Common
- f/ Slum Village
Ha, yeah, yeah
Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own risk
Act like you know bitch Im on some grown shit
Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own risk
Act like you know bitch Im on some grown shit
Its the Thelonious, super microphonist
You know us, this rap shit we bout to own it
You know it, these minimes try to clone us
I got a bonus for the bitch that run up on us
I got a bonus for your bitch that run up on us
Its the Thelonious, super microphonist
Uhh, no time to sleep cuz if you sleep you dont eat
Gotta hold heat, just to make ends meet
Niggas livin on the street while other niggas feast
Aight wit you it aint aight wit me
Right, gotta make money all my life
Gotta stay fuckin bitches many types
Yeah you know what Im talkin bout
Yup, stay turnin these bitches out
Dick em down also dick em out
Throw somethin down whenever my dicks out
They know me so they restructure and reroute
They know me from Washington to down south
All the way to London to my nigga Common house
Right, its like a game we never play out, out, out, out...
Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the fuck out
Word up, just be about what you about dogg
Knowhatimsayin, just play at your own risk
Act like you know bitch Im on some grown shit
Its the Thelonious, super microphonist
You know us, this rap shit we bout to own it
You know it, cuz you can feel it in your throat
Say it
Im bout to let my mind float
(Com, say it)
Get your third eye poked
Fuck game, I assemble dope...
Ness, a nigga thats fresh as the fess
Studied this rap shit, no need to mic test
You can feel it in your chest
Your B I, feel it in her breasts
Plus you, rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas hear us
Dreamin when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild
Still doin this shit like dude in wild style
Invitin wack niggas to dinner
I Trick Daddy emcees and I dont know, Nann Nigga
Who can take it where I take it
You better go into God like Mase did
Leavin crowds complacent
I move em above clouds whether on some ?surface the earth? shit
Or thug style you can feel it in your body
Yeah yall you can feel it in your body
Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your body
You dont want no one to find your ass a hobby
Carbon copy, niggas tryin to clone us
You know us, Thelonious, super microphone
You know this, rap shit we bout to own it dun, for real
Ay, its like a ritual
You been invited let the ?? stimulate the place
With the grace, nevertheless, I stress
Let the music put a smile on your face
As for the ritual, when it comes to spiritual excellence
You know I always leave you with the taste
I know you like it hard to the core
Thats what you ask for ???????
Hurtin like a ?? in that ass, like a ritual
Conversation with the most high makes me wanna cry
I wonder why, you wanna get to paradise
But that itty bitty part of you dont wanna die
So pay attention to my word, cuz its the truth
Meditation ease the mind, and brings the youth
Its like a verse you could never read out of a book
Darken the line and your mind like a fish hook
Word is birth, yo I do it till the break of day
Pay attention to your art, never go astray
Word is bond
Yo we do it and we dont quit
Sucka nigga you dont want it, its Thelonious
Ownin this rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to spit
I spit fire like Esther on Sanford and Son did
Im raw dude, more juice than Sunkiss
You want this, so MJ kept sayin the rhyme flawless
Shit fly like MJ in his prime, Off The Wall wit mines
Im grabbin my balls when I rhyme , nine nines bustin plus
Ball all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex
You aint on my mind Im thinkin bout paychecks
Niggas large like an Adex Avirex jacket
Yo the gods they bust like latex sex packets
Emcees they dont rhyme and ball, they lyin to yall
They dyin to ball, the rhyme we do all the time
We do all the fine bitches they fall in lines
Me and my mans is somethin like the Source Sports
We gettin money a long time and yall short
My niggas bounce and full rise and yalls fall
You funny doo, cuz really you think you can do me
When you roll a 500 thats really a 320
Should of let somebody else hook it
Numbers look crooked like King Kong shook it
Im from where niggas bang gats when they celebrate
Thats how they play, dont let it be a holiday
Thelonious niggas, if you testin us we get you laid back
Show you the definition of a pay back
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