Текст песни Common - Thelonious, слова песни Common

Текст песни Common - Thelonious

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Ha, yeah, yeahUhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own riskAct like you know bitch Im on some grown shitHa, yeah, yeah, play at your own riskAct like you know bitch Im on some grown shitIts the thelonious, super microphonistYou know us, this rap shit we bout to own itYou know it, these minimes try to clone usI got a bonus for the bitch that run up on usI got a bonus for your bitch that run up on usIts the thelonious, super microphonistUhh, no time to sleep cuz if you sleep you dont eatGotta hold heat, just to make ends meetNiggas livin on the street while other niggas feastAight wit you it aint aight wit meRight, gotta make money all my lifeGotta stay fuckin bitches many typesYeah you know what Im talkin boutYup, stay turnin these bitches outDick em down also dick em outThrow somethin down whenever my dicks outThey know me so they restructure and rerouteThey know me from washington to down southAll the way to london to my nigga common houseRight, its like a game we never play out, out, out, out...Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the fuck outWord up, just be about what you about doggKnowhatimsayin, just play at your own riskAct like you know bitch Im on some grown shitIts the thelonious, super microphonistYou know us, this rap shit we bout to own itYou know it, cuz you can feel it in your throatSay itIm bout to let my mind float(com, say it)Get your third eye pokedFuck game, I assemble dope...Ness, a nigga thats fresh as the fessStudied this rap shit, no need to mic testYou can feel it in your chestYour b i, feel it in her breastsPlus you, rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples piercedWe lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas hear usDreamin when I wrote this, box me if I go too wildStill doin this shit like dude in wild styleInvitin wack niggas to dinnerI "trick daddy" emcees and I dont know, "nann nigga"Who can take it where I take itYou better go into God like mase didLeavin crowds complacentI move em above clouds whether on some ? surface the earth? shitOr thug style you can feel it in your bodyYeah yall you can feel it in your bodyLike if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your bodyYou dont want no one to find your ass a hobbyCarbon copy, niggas tryin to clone usYou know us, thelonious, super microphoneYou know this, rap shit we bout to own it dun, for realAy, its like a ritualYou been invited let the ? ? stimulate the placeWith the grace, nevertheless, I stressLet the music put a smile on your faceAs for the ritual, when it comes to spiritual excellenceYou know I always leave you with the tasteI know you like it hard to the coreThats what you ask for ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hurtin like a ? ? in that ass, like a ritualConversation with the most high makes me wanna cryI wonder why, you wanna get to paradiseBut that itty bitty part of you dont wanna dieSo pay attention to my word, cuz its the truthMeditation ease the mind, and brings the youthIts like a verse you could never read out of a bookDarken the line and your mind like a fish hookWord is birth, yo I do it till the break of dayPay attention to your art, never go astrayWord is bondYo we do it and we dont quitSucka nigga you dont want it, its theloniousOwnin this rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to spitI spit fire like esther on sanford and son didIm raw dude, more juice than sunkissYou want this, so mj kept sayin the rhyme flawlessShit fly like mj in his prime, "off the wall" wit minesIm grabbin my balls when I rhyme, nine nines bustin plusBall all the time, now stay on your mind like great sexYou aint on my mind Im thinkin bout paychecksNiggas large like an adex avirex jacketYo the gods they bust like latex sex packetsEmcees they dont rhyme and ball, they lyin to yallThey dyin to ball, the rhyme we do all the timeWe do all the fine bitches they fall in linesMe and my mans is somethin like the source sportsWe gettin money a long time and yall shortMy niggas bounce and full rise and yalls fallYou funny doo, cuz really you think you can do meWhen you roll a 500 thats really a 320Should of let somebody else hook itNumbers look crooked like king kong shook itIm from where niggas bang gats when they celebrateThats how they play, dont let it be a holidayThelonious niggas, if you testin us we get you laid backShow you the definition of a pay back

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