Ha, yeah, Uhh, yeah, yeah, at your own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on grown shit Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own Act you know bitch I'm on some grown shit the thelonious, super microphonist You know us, this rap shit we to own it You know it, these try to clone us I got a bonus for the that run up on us I got a bonus for bitch that run up on us It's the thelonious, microphonist
Uhh, no time to sleep if you sleep you don't eat hold heat, just to make ends meet Niggas livin on the street while other niggas Aight wit you it ain't wit me Right, make money all my life Gotta stay fuckin many types you know what I'm talkin 'bout Yup, stay turnin bitches out Dick em down dick em out Throw down whenever my dick's out They know me so they and reroute They me from washington to down south All the way to london to my nigga common Right, it's 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 dogg Knowhatimsayin, just 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 it, 'cause you can feel it in your throat Say it
I'm 'bout to let my mind (com, say it) Get your third eye Fuck game, I dope... Ness, a that's fresh as the 'fess Studied rap shit, no need to mic test You can feel it in your b i, feel 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 I wrote this, box me if I go too wild Still doin this shit like dude in style Invitin niggas to dinner I "trick daddy" and I don't know, "nann nigga" Who can it where I take it You go into God like mase did Leavin complacent I move em above clouds whether on ? surface the earth? shit Or thug style you can it in your body Yeah you can feel it in your body
Like if a 12 gauge shottie hit your body You don't want no one to find your ass a copy, niggas tryin to clone us You us, thelonious, super microphone You this, rap shit we 'bout to own it dun, for real
Ay, it's a ritual You been invited let the ? ? stimulate the the grace, nevertheless, I stress Let the music put a smile on your As for the ritual, it comes to spiritual excellence You I always leave you with the taste I you like it hard to the core what you ask for ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hurtin a ? ? in that ass, like a ritual Conversation with the high makes me wanna cry I wonder why, you get to paradise But itty bitty part of you don't wanna die So pay attention to my word, 'cause the truth Meditation ease the mind, and the youth It's like a verse you could never out of a book Darken the line and your mind like a hook Word is birth, yo I do it till the of day Pay to your art, never go astray Word is
Yo we do it and we quit Sucka nigga you don't want it, it's this rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to spit I fire like esther on sanford and son did I'm raw dude, more juice sunkiss 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 I rhyme, nine nines bustin plus Ball all the time, now on your mind like great sex You ain't on my I'm thinkin 'bout paychecks Niggas like an adex avirex jacket Yo the they bust 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 bitches fall in lines Me and my mans is somethin like the source We money a long time and y'all short My niggas bounce and full rise and y'alls You funny doo, 'cause really you you can do me When you roll a 500 that's a 320 Should of let else hook it Numbers look crooked king kong shook it I'm from where niggas gats when they celebrate That's how play, don't let it be a holiday niggas, if you testin us we get you laid back Show you the definition of a pay