Common - Thelonius Lyrics

Ha, yeah, yeah 
Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own risk 
Act like you know
bitch I'm on some grown shit 
Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own risk 
Act
like you know bitch I'm on some grown shit 
It's the Thelonious, super
microphonist 
You know us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it 
You know it,
these minimes try to clone us 
I got a bonus for the bitch that run up on us

I got a bonus for your bitch that run up on us 
It's the Thelonious,
super microphonist 

Uhh, no time to sleep cuz if you sleep you don't eat

Gotta hold heat, just to make ends meet 
Niggas livin on the street while
other niggas feast 
Aight wit you it aint aight wit me 
Right, gotta make
money all my life 
Gotta stay f*ckin bitches many types 
Yeah you know
what I'm talkin 'bout 
Yup, stay turnin these bitches out 
Dick em down
also dick em out 
Throw somethin down whenever my dick's out 
They know me
so they restructure and reroute 
They know me from Washington to down south

All the way to London to my nigga Common house 
Right, it's like a game
we never play out, out, out, out... 

Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or
get knocked the f*ck out 
Word up, just be about what you about dogg

Knowhatimsayin, just play at your own risk 
Act like you know bitch I'm
on some grown shit 
It's the Thelonious, super microphonist 
You know us,
this rap shit we 'bout to own it 
You know it, cuz you can feel it in your
throat 
Say it 

I'm 'bout to let my mind float 
(Com, say it)

Get your third eye poked 
F*ck game, I assemble dope... 
Ness, a nigga
that's fresh as the 'fess 
Studied this rap shit, no need to mic test 
You
can feel it in your chest 
Your B I, feel it in her breasts 
Plus you,
rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples pierced 
We lick off lyrics in the streets
and real niggas hear us 
Dreamin when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild

Still doin this shit like dude in wild style 
Invitin wack niggas to
dinner 
I "Trick Daddy" emcees and I don't know, "Nann Nigga" 
Who can
take it where I take it 
You better go into God like Mase did 
Leavin
crowds complacent 
I move em above clouds whether on some ?surface the earth?
shit 
Or thug style you can feel it in your body 
Yeah y'all you can feel
it in your body 

Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your body 
You
don't want no one to find your ass a hobby 
Carbon copy, niggas tryin to
clone us 
You know us, Thelonious, super microphone 
You know this, rap
shit we 'bout to own it dun, for real 

Ay, it's like a ritual 
You
been invited let the ?? stimulate the place 
With the grace, nevertheless, I
stress 
Let the music put a smile on your face 
As for the ritual, when it
comes to spiritual excellence 
You know I always leave you with the taste

I know you like it hard to the core 
That's what you ask for ???????

Hurtin like a ?? in that ass, like a ritual 
Conversation with the most
high makes me wanna cry 
I wonder why, you wanna get to paradise 
But that
itty bitty part of you don't wanna die 
So pay attention to my word, cuz it's
the truth 
Meditation ease the mind, and brings the youth 
It's like a
verse you could never read out of a book 
Darken the line and your mind like
a fish hook 
Word is birth, yo I do it till the break of day 
Pay
attention to your art, never go astray 
Word is bond 

Yo we do it and
we don't quit 
Sucka nigga you don't want it, it's Thelonious 
Ownin this
rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to spit 
I spit fire like Esther
on Sanford and Son did 
I'm raw dude, more juice than Sunkiss 
You want
this, so MJ kept sayin the rhyme flawless 
Shit fly like MJ in his prime,
"Off The Wall" wit mines 
I'm grabbin my balls when I rhyme, nine nines
bustin plus 
Ball all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex 
You
aint on my mind I'm thinkin 'bout paychecks 
Niggas large like an Adex Avirex
jacket 
Yo the gods they bust like latex sex packets 
Emcees they don't
rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all 
They dyin' to ball, the rhyme we do all
the time 
We do all the fine bitches they fall in lines 
Me and my mans is
somethin like the Source Sports 
We gettin money a long time and y'all short

My niggas bounce and full rise and y'alls fall 
You funny doo, cuz really
you think you can do me 
When you roll a 500 that's really a 320 
Should
of let somebody else hook it 
Numbers look crooked like King Kong shook it

I'm from where niggas bang gats when they celebrate 
That's how they
play, don't let it be a holiday 
Thelonious niggas, if you testin us we get
you laid back 
Show you the definition of a pay back