Thelonius
 作词 : Altmani, Glover, Lynn, Yancey
 Uhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own risk
 Act like you know ***** I'm on some grown s**t
 Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own risk
 Act like you know ***** I'm on some grown s**t
 It's the Thelonious, super microphonist
 You know us, this rap s**t we bout to own it
 You know it, these Mini-Me's trying 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
 ****** living on the street while other ****** feast
 Aight wit you it ain't aight wit me
 Right, gotta make money all my life
 Gotta stay ******* b*****s many types
 Yeah you know what I'm talking bout
 Yup, stay turning these b*****s out
 **** em down also **** em out
 Throw something down whenever my ****'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 ***** 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 s**t
 It's the Thelonious, super microphonist
 You know us, this rap s**t we bout to own it
 You know it, cause 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
 **** game, I assemble ****
 Ness, a ***** that's fresh as the 'fess
 Studied this rap s**t, 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 ***** 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 wild
 Still doin this s**t like dude in Wild Style
 Inviting wack ****** to dinner
 I Trick Daddy emcees and I don't know, nann *****
 Who can take it where I take it
 You better goin to God like Mase did
 Leaving crowds complacent
 I move 'em above clouds whether on some surf and turf s**t
 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 it, need to find your ass a hobby
 Carbon copy, ****** tryin to clone us
 You know us, Thelonious, super microphone
 You know this, rap s**t we 'bout to own it dun, for real
 Ay, it's like a ritual
 You been invited let the mortal body 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 aching for the best
 Hurtin like a sore 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, cause 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
 Dropping the line in 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
 Owning this rap s**t, super microphonist and we known to spit
 I spit fire like Esther on Sanford and Son did
 I'm raw dude, more juice than Sunkist
 You want this, see when J get to saying the rhyme flawless
 S**t fly like MJ in his prime, Off The Wall with mines
 I'm grabbing my b***s when I rhyme, nine-nines busting plus
 Ball all the time, now stay on your mind like great ***
 You ain't on my mind I'm thinking bout paychecks
 ****** large like an 8X Avirex jacket
 Connant Gardens they bust like latex *** 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 b*****s they fall in lines
 Me and my mans is something 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 duke, cause 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 payback