Ha, yeah, Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own 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, microphonist You know us, this rap we 'bout to own it You it, these minimes try to clone us I got a bonus for the that run up on us I got a bonus for your bitch run up on us It's the thelonious, microphonist
Uhh, no time to sleep 'cause if you you don't eat Gotta hold heat, just to make ends Niggas livin on the street while niggas feast Aight wit you it aight wit me Right, gotta make all my life Gotta stay bitches many types Yeah you know what I'm 'bout Yup, turnin these bitches out Dick em down also em out Throw somethin whenever my dick's out They know me so they restructure and They know me washington to down south All the way to london to my nigga common Right, it's like a we never play out, out, out, out...
Nigga no doubt, nigga get or get knocked the fuck out Word up, just be what you about dogg Knowhatimsayin, play at your own risk Act like you know bitch I'm on some shit the thelonious, super microphonist 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 your third eye Fuck game, I dope... Ness, a nigga that's fresh as the Studied rap shit, no need to mic test 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 real hear us Dreamin when I wrote this, box me if I go too doin this shit like dude in wild style Invitin niggas to dinner I "trick daddy" emcees and I know, "nann nigga" Who can take it where I it You better go God like mase did crowds complacent I move em clouds whether on some ? surface the earth? shit Or thug style you can feel it in body y'all you can feel it in your body
Like if a 12 gauge shottie hit your body You want no one to find your ass a hobby Carbon copy, 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 the grace, nevertheless, I stress Let the music put a on your face As for the ritual, when it to spiritual excellence You know I always leave you the taste I know you like it to the core what you ask for ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hurtin like a ? ? in that ass, a ritual Conversation the most high makes me wanna cry I wonder why, you get to paradise But that itty bitty part of you don't die So pay attention to my word, 'cause the truth Meditation ease the mind, and the youth It's a verse you could never read out of a book Darken the line and your mind like a fish Word is birth, yo I do it the break of day Pay attention to your art, never go is bond
Yo we do it and we quit Sucka nigga you don't want it, it's Ownin this rap shit, super microphonist, and we to spit I spit like esther on sanford and son did I'm raw dude, more juice sunkiss You want this, so mj sayin the rhyme flawless Shit fly like mj in his prime, "off the wall" wit I'm grabbin my balls when I rhyme, nine nines plus all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex You on my mind I'm thinkin 'bout paychecks large like an adex avirex jacket Yo the they bust like latex sex packets Emcees they don't rhyme and ball, 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 full and y'alls fall You funny doo, 'cause you think you can do me When you a 500 that's really a 320 Should of let somebody hook it Numbers look crooked like kong shook it I'm from where niggas gats when they celebrate how they 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