Ha, yeah, Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at own risk Act you know bitch I'm on some grown shit Ha, yeah, yeah, at your own risk Act like you know I'm on some grown shit It's the Thelonious, microphonist You know us, rap shit we 'bout to own it You know it, these try to clone us I got a bonus for the bitch run up on us I got a bonus for your that run up on us the Thelonious, super microphonist
Uhh, no time to 'cause if you sleep you don't eat Gotta hold heat, just to make ends Niggas on the street while other niggas feast Aight wit you it aint wit me Right, gotta money all my life Gotta stay fuckin bitches types Yeah you know what I'm 'bout Yup, turnin these bitches out em down also dick em out Throw down whenever my dick's out They me so they restructure and reroute They me from Washington to down south All the way to London to my nigga house Right, it's a game we never play out, out, out, out...
Nigga no doubt, get live or get knocked the fuck out Word up, just be about you about dogg Knowhatimsayin, just play at own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on some grown It's the Thelonious, super You us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it You know it, 'cause you can feel it in your Say it
I'm 'bout to let my mind (Com, say it) Get third eye poked game, I assemble dope... Ness, a nigga that's as the 'fess Studied rap shit, no need to mic test You can feel it in chest Your B I, feel it in her Plus you, rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples We lick off lyrics in the streets and real hear us Dreamin I wrote this, box me if I go too wild Still doin this shit like in wild style Invitin wack to dinner I "Trick Daddy" emcees and I know, "Nann Nigga" Who can take it where I it You go into God like Mase did crowds complacent I move em above whether on some ?surface the earth? shit Or style you can feel it in your body y'all you can feel it in your body
Like if a 12 gauge shell hit your body You want no one to find your ass a hobby Carbon copy, tryin to clone us You us, Thelonious, super microphone You know this, rap shit we to own it dun, for real
Ay, it's like a You been invited let the ?? stimulate the With the grace, nevertheless, I Let the music put a smile on your As for the ritual, when it to spiritual excellence You I always leave you with the taste I know you it hard to the core That's what you ask for Hurtin a ?? in that ass, like a ritual Conversation with the high makes me wanna cry I why, you wanna get to paradise But that itty part of you don't wanna die So pay attention to my word, it's the truth Meditation ease the mind, and the youth It's like a verse you could read out of a book Darken the line and your like a fish hook is birth, yo I do it till the break of day Pay attention to art, never go astray is bond
Yo we do it and we quit Sucka you don't want it, it's Thelonious this rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to spit I spit fire like on Sanford and Son did I'm raw dude, more juice than You want this, so MJ kept sayin the rhyme Shit fly like MJ in his prime, "Off The Wall" wit I'm grabbin my balls when I rhyme, nine nines bustin all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex You aint on my I'm thinkin 'bout paychecks large like an Adex Avirex jacket Yo the gods bust like latex sex packets Emcees they don't and ball, they lyin' to y'all dyin' to ball, the rhyme we do all the time We do all the fine bitches fall in lines Me and my mans is like the Source Sports We gettin a long time and y'all short My niggas bounce and rise and y'alls fall You funny doo, really you think you can do me When you roll a 500 that's a 320 Should of let else hook it Numbers crooked like King Kong shook it I'm from niggas bang gats when they celebrate That's how play, don't let it be a holiday Thelonious niggas, if you testin us we get you back Show you the definition of a pay