Ha, yeah, Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own Act like you know I'm on some grown shit Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own 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, these minimes try to us I got a for the bitch that run up on us I got a bonus for your that 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 other niggas feast Aight wit you it ain't wit me Right, gotta make money all my stay fuckin bitches many types Yeah you know what I'm 'bout Yup, stay turnin bitches out Dick em also dick em out Throw somethin whenever my dick's out They know me so they restructure and They me from washington to down south All the way to london to my nigga house Right, like a game we never play out, out, out, out...
no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the fuck out Word up, just be about what you about Knowhatimsayin, play at your own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on grown shit the thelonious, super microphonist You us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it You know it, 'cause you can it in your throat Say it
I'm 'bout to let my float (com, say it) Get your third eye game, I assemble dope... Ness, a nigga fresh as the 'fess Studied this rap shit, no need to mic You can it in your chest Your b i, it in her breasts Plus you, rhyme a nigga wit his nipples pierced We lick off lyrics in the streets and niggas hear us Dreamin when I this, box me if I go too wild Still doin this shit like in wild style wack niggas to dinner I "trick daddy" emcees and I know, "nann nigga" Who can take it where I it You better go into God mase did Leavin crowds I move em above clouds whether on ? surface the earth? shit Or thug you can feel it in your body y'all you can feel it in your body
Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your You don't no one to find your ass a hobby copy, niggas tryin to clone us You know us, thelonious, microphone You know this, rap shit we to own it dun, for real
Ay, it's a ritual 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 always leave you with the I know you it hard to the core what you ask for ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hurtin like a ? ? in that ass, like a Conversation with the most high makes me cry I wonder why, you get to paradise But that itty bitty part of you don't die So pay attention to my word, it's the truth Meditation ease the mind, and the youth like a verse you could never read out of a book Darken the and your mind 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 nigga you don't want it, it's thelonious Ownin this rap shit, microphonist, and we known 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 mj in his prime, "off the wall" wit mines I'm grabbin my when I rhyme, nine nines bustin plus Ball all the time, now stay on your mind like sex You ain't 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 rhyme and ball, they to y'all They dyin' to ball, the we do all the time We do all the fine bitches they in lines Me and my mans is somethin like the source We gettin money a long time and y'all My niggas bounce and full rise and y'alls You funny doo, 'cause really you you can do me When you roll a 500 really a 320 of let somebody else hook it Numbers crooked like king kong shook it I'm where niggas bang gats when they celebrate how they play, don't let it be a holiday Thelonious niggas, if you us we get you laid back Show you the of a pay back