- Song Name: Thelonius
- Artist Name: Common
- Album: Like Water for Chocolate
- Songwriters: Iii R.L. Altman, James Yancey, Rashid Lonnie Lynn, Titus Glover
- Release Date: 2000.03.28
- Label: MCA Records
LYRICS FOR "Thelonius"
Ha
Uhh
Act like you know
Ha
Act like you know
It's the thelonious
You know us
You know it
I got a bonus for the that run up on us
I got a bonus for your that run up on us
It's the thelonious
Uhh
Gotta hold heat
Livin' on the street while other feast
Aight wit you it ain't aight wit me
Right
Gotta stay
Yeah you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yup
Throw somethin' down whenever my out
They know me so they restructure and reroute
They know me from Washington to down South
All the way to London to my common house
Right
No doubt
Word up
Knowhatimsayin'
Act like you know I'm on some grown
It's the thelonious
You know us
You know it
I'm 'bout to let my mind float
Get your third eye poked
Ness
Studied this rap
You can feel it in your chest
Your B I
Plus you
We lick off lyrics in the streets and real hear us
Dreamin' when I wrote this
Still doin' this like dude in wild style
Invitin' Wack to dinner
Who can take it where I take it
Leavin' crowds complacent
I move 'em above clouds whether on some surface the earth
Or thug style you can feel it in your body
Yeah
Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your body
You don't want no one to find your a hobby
Carbon copy
You know us
You know this
Ay
You been invited let the motoebike stimulate the place
With the grace
Let the music put a smile on your face
As for the ritual
You know I always leave you with the taste
I know you like it hard to the core
That's what you ask for you aimin' for the best
Hurtin' like a in that like a ritual
Conversation with the most high makes me wanna cry
I wonder why
But that itty bitty part of you don't wanna die
So pay attention to my word
Meditation ease the mind
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
Pay attention to your art
Word is bond
Yo
Sucka
Ownin' this rap
I spit fire like Esther on Sanford and son did
I'm raw dude
You want this
Fly like MJ in his prime
I'm grabbin' my when I rhyme
Ball all the time
You ain't on my mind I'm thinkin' 'bout paychecks
Large like an Adex Avirex jacket
Yo the Gods they bust like Latex sex packets
Emcees they don't rhyme and ball
They dyin' to ball
We do all the fine 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 bounce and full rise and y'alls fall
You funny doo
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 Bang Gats when they celebrate
That's how they play
Thelonious
Show you the definition of a pay back
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