Текст песни Thelonius - Common
                                                Ha, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Uhh, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                play 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                own 
                                                risk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Act 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                I′m 
                                                on 
                                                some 
                                                grown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ha, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                yeah, 
                                                play 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                own 
                                                risk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Act 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                I'm 
                                                on 
                                                some 
                                                grown
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                the 
                                                thelonious, 
                                                super 
                                                microphonist
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                us, 
                                                this 
                                                rap 
                                                we 
                                                'bout 
                                                to 
                                                own 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                it, 
                                                these 
                                                minimes 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                clone 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                    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, 
                                                super 
                                                microphonist
 
                                    
                                
                                                Uhh, 
                                                no 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                sleep 
                                                ′cuz 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                sleep 
                                                you 
                                                don′t 
                                                eat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                hold 
                                                heat, 
                                                just 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                ends 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Livin' 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                street 
                                                while 
                                                other 
                                                feast
 
                                    
                                
                                                Aight 
                                                wit 
                                                you 
                                                it 
                                                ain′t 
                                                aight 
                                                wit 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Right, 
                                                gotta 
                                                make 
                                                money 
                                                all 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                stay, 
                                                many 
                                                types
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                what 
                                                I'm 
                                                talkin′ 
                                                'bout
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yup, 
                                                stay 
                                                turnin′ 
                                                these 
                                                out, 
                                                down 
                                                also, 
                                                'em 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                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, 
                                                it′s 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                game 
                                                we 
                                                never 
                                                play 
                                                out, 
                                                out, 
                                                out, 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                doubt, 
                                                get 
                                                live 
                                                or 
                                                get 
                                                knocked 
                                                the 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Word 
                                                up, 
                                                just 
                                                be 
                                                about 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                about 
                                                dogg
 
                                    
                                
                                                Knowhatimsayin′, 
                                                just 
                                                play 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                own 
                                                risk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Act 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                I'm 
                                                on 
                                                some 
                                                grown
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                the 
                                                thelonious, 
                                                super 
                                                microphonist
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                us, 
                                                this 
                                                rap 
                                                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, 
                                                say 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Get 
                                                your 
                                                third 
                                                eye 
                                                poked, 
                                                game, 
                                                    I 
                                                assemble 
                                                dope
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ness, 
                                                    a 
                                                that's 
                                                fresh 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                'fess
 
                                    
                                
                                                Studied 
                                                this 
                                                rap, 
                                                no 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                mic 
                                                test
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                chest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                    B 
                                                I, 
                                                feel 
                                                it 
                                                in 
                                                her
 
                                    
                                
                                                Plus 
                                                you, 
                                                rhyme 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                wit 
                                                his 
                                                pierced
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                lick 
                                                off 
                                                lyrics 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                streets 
                                                and 
                                                real 
                                                hear 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dreamin′ 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                wrote 
                                                this, 
                                                box 
                                                me 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                go 
                                                too 
                                                wild
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                doin′ 
                                                this 
                                                like 
                                                dude 
                                                in 
                                                wild 
                                                style
 
                                    
                                
                                                Invitin' 
                                                Wack 
                                                to 
                                                dinner, 
                                                    I 
                                                "Trick 
                                                Daddy" 
                                                Emcees 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                don′t 
                                                know, 
                                                "Nann"
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                    a 
                                                hobby
 
                                    
                                
                                                Carbon 
                                                copy, 
                                                tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                clone 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                us, 
                                                thelonious, 
                                                super 
                                                microphone
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                this, 
                                                rap 
                                                we 
                                                'bout 
                                                to 
                                                own 
                                                it 
                                                dun, 
                                                for 
                                                real
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ay, 
                                                it′s 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                ritual
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                been 
                                                invited 
                                                let 
                                                the 
                                                motoebike 
                                                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 
                                                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, 
                                                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, 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                want 
                                                it, 
                                                it′s 
                                                Thelonious
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ownin′ 
                                                this 
                                                rap, 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fly 
                                                like 
                                                MJ 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                prime, 
                                                "Off 
                                                The 
                                                Wall" 
                                                wit 
                                                mines
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                grabbin′ 
                                                my 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                rhyme, 
                                                nine 
                                                nines 
                                                bustin' 
                                                plus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ball 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                time, 
                                                now 
                                                stay 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                mind 
                                                like 
                                                great 
                                                sex
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                lyin' 
                                                to 
                                                y′all
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                dyin' 
                                                to 
                                                ball, 
                                                the 
                                                rhyme 
                                                we 
                                                do 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                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, 
                                                '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 
                                                Bang 
                                                Gats 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                celebrate
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                how 
                                                they 
                                                play, 
                                                don′t 
                                                let 
                                                it 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                holiday
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thelonious, 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                testin' 
                                                us 
                                                we 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                laid 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Show 
                                                you 
                                                the 
                                                definition 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                pay 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Time Travelin' (A Tribute To Fela)
2 Heat
3 Cold Blooded
4 Cold Blooded
5 Dooinit
6 The Light
7 Funky For You
8 The Questions
9 The 6th Sense
10 The 6th Sense
11 A Film Called (PIMP)
12 Nag Champa (Afrodisiac For The World)
13 Thelonius
14 Payback Is A Grandmother
15 Geto Heaven Part Two
16 A Song For Assata
17 Pop’s Rap III… All My Children
18 Pops Rap III...All My Children
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