Ha, yeah, Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on some shit Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own Act like you bitch I'm on some grown shit It's the Thelonious, super You know us, this rap shit we to own it You know it, these minimes try to us I got a bonus for the bitch run up on us I got a bonus for your bitch run up on us the Thelonious, super microphonist
Uhh, no to sleep 'cause if you sleep you don't eat Gotta hold heat, to make ends meet Niggas livin on the street while other feast Aight wit you it aight wit me Right, gotta make all my life Gotta fuckin bitches many types Yeah you know what I'm 'bout Yup, stay turnin bitches out em down also dick em out Throw somethin down my dick's out know me so they restructure and reroute They know me from Washington to south All the way to London to my nigga house Right, it's like a game we play out, out, out, out...
Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get the fuck out Word up, be about what you about dogg Knowhatimsayin, play at your own risk Act like you know I'm on some grown shit It's the Thelonious, microphonist You know us, this rap we 'bout to own it You it, 'cause you can feel it in your throat Say it
I'm to let my mind float (Com, say it) Get your third eye Fuck game, I dope... Ness, a nigga fresh as the 'fess this rap shit, no need to mic test You can feel it in your Your B I, it in her breasts Plus you, like a nigga wit his nipples pierced We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas us when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild Still doin shit like dude in wild style wack niggas to dinner I "Trick Daddy" and I don't know, "Nann Nigga" Who can take it I take it You better go into God Mase did Leavin complacent I em above clouds whether on some ?surface the earth? shit Or thug style you can feel it in body Yeah y'all you can feel it in your
Like if a 12 gauge shottie hit your body You don't want no one to find your ass a Carbon copy, niggas to clone us You know us, Thelonious, microphone You know this, rap shit we 'bout to own it dun, for
Ay, it's like a You invited let the ?? stimulate the place With the grace, nevertheless, I Let the music put a on your face As for the ritual, when it comes to excellence You know I leave you with the taste I know you like it to the core what you ask for ??????? Hurtin like a ?? in ass, like a ritual Conversation the most high makes me wanna cry I wonder why, you wanna get to But that bitty part of you don't wanna die So pay attention to my word, 'cause the truth Meditation ease the mind, and brings the like a verse you could never read out of a book Darken the line and mind like a fish hook is birth, yo I do it till the break of day Pay to your art, never go astray Word is
Yo we do it and we quit Sucka nigga you don't it, it's Thelonious Ownin this rap shit, super microphonist, and we to spit I spit fire like Esther on 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, nines bustin plus all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex You aint on my mind I'm thinkin 'bout Niggas large like an Adex jacket Yo the gods they like latex sex packets Emcees they rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all They to ball, the rhyme we do all the time We do all the fine they fall in lines Me and my mans is like the Source Sports We money a long time and y'all short My niggas bounce and full rise and y'alls You doo, 'cause really you think you can do me you roll a 500 that's really a 320 Should of let somebody else it Numbers look crooked King Kong shook it I'm from where 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