Common - Thelonious 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 fuckin 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 fuck 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
Fuck 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





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  1. K.... B....

    J Dilla!

  2. n.... ....

    This joint is always relaxin’ my mind... 😇

  3. M.... M....

    i'd say best ,, but so many ,, this IS in the best of straight fire lyracists stamps put down on a track ,, ever, just straight music, beats and rhymes,, only way to describe it, and to its HEIGHTS.

  4. D.... F....

    2020 I’m still banging dis in my ear hip hop don’t stop

    D.... F....

    u not alone... ;) #sayinisall

  5. M.... M....

    Dope album

  6. T.... B....

    Still a banger asfk 🔥🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽

  7. A.... O....

    ...Stay on your mind like great sex...numbers look crooked like King Kong Kong shook it...J Dilla the boss for real!

  8. M.... J....

    Never gets old

  9. k.... ....

    Numbers look crooked like king Kong shook it!

  10. W.... T....

    J Dilla made timeless beats

  11. v.... ....

    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 fuckin 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 fuck 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
    Fuck 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

  12. C.... G....

    Dilla part sounds like a Miles and Monk solo.. Just listen again.. His timing is impeccable!!!!

  13. p.... ....

    Dilla is a PROPHET

  14. A.... E....

    Common and SV Forever Dilla and Baatin Rest in beats your music will always lives on forever my brotha word up🙏🙏🙏🔥🎧🎶🎶💯💯💯🎤🎹🎵✊💯😇

  15. R.... M....

    This is food for All ears....

  16. R.... N....

    RIP "James Dewit Yancey" 😥 things just ain't the same

  17. R.... N....

    This track a true gem of gems 💎

  18. N.... D....

    0:21 “I got a bonus for the bitch that run up on us
    I got a bonus for ya bitch that wanna bone us
    It's the Thelonious, super microphonist” this flow is smooth af, rip to Dilla 🙏🏾💯

  19. N.... D....

    This kind of hip hop was on a whole nother level.. For real 🔥🔥

  20. J.... H....

    Dope never goes out of style.

  21. T.... H....

    " Numbers look crooked like King Kong shook it"... dope ass bar, still in 2020!!!

  22. R.... O....

    The way common effortlessly gets into the beats

  23. R.... G....

    Rest In Peace Thelonious Monk, you guys did Bee Bop, we doing Hip Hop. Thanks for being the catalyst for classic Rap Music named in your Honor. Rest brother, REST.🎹🎹🎹🎹

  24. d.... ....

    Classic Still here in 2019

  25. M.... T....

    People be sleeping on Dilla rap skills🔥

  26. M.... F....

    real hip hop

  27. L.... M....

    This song is fucking SPECIAL...🔥🔥

  28. C.... B....

    This is the one the best Hip Hop albums of all time for so many reasons. Just imagining the vibe in the studio when they made this, must've been off the chain.

  29. b.... ....

    Excellent track. Simply sublime! But the Albums One Day It'll All Make Sense and Ressurection were better.

  30. A.... S....

    Dillllllllaaaaaa

  31. E.... M....

    "its like a ritual,
    conversation with the Most High makes me wanna cry,
    i wonder why"

  32. C.... P....

    The definition of hip hop...

  33. T.... B....

    This is the hip hop version of a Mr. Rogers theme song.

  34. S.... F....

    Ahhh! So so good! Still listening in 2019

  35. R.... C....

    U running round like that nigga w his nipples pierced lol ! Classic late 90s 2000 hip hop ,new artists need to listen to this shit

  36. B.... R....

    Thanks for watch:https://youtu.be/6rSN1cHA3qs

  37. J.... W....

    The dreamcoat of Joseph the 11th son of Jacob...My father is Avra father of Multitudes...l'chaim...

  38. J.... W....

    The well and ladder of Jacob...the sacrifice 9f Jesus

  39. J.... W....

    Top 5 favorites...L'chaim from Jerusalem..I was born in Bethlehem the Anchor

  40. K.... ;....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥 In 2019!!!!

  41. C.... p....

    classic

  42. M.... M....

    timeless music , absolutely BRILLIANT was/is this group

  43. a.... n....

    I respect all the producers out there man, but nobody can touch J Dilla on the boards. The man was a genius

  44. T.... D....

    "Nigga get loud, get knocked the FUCK OUT!" HAAAAAA!! 😩😂😂😂

  45. T.... D....

    So dope! "Sucka nigga you don't want it!" 😩😍😂

  46. D.... F....

    Yep 2019 20 still bumping it hip hop shit

  47. Z.... C....

    Ok so i only recently heard this...I was like
    "ok, this is dope, beat sick...wait who's the last Mccee? he killed it!"....RIP JayDee. Should have known you could rhyme.

  48. D.... R....

    Need more rhymes like this in 2019

  49. b.... k....

    Spiceadams and tony baker brought me here! 😂😂🙌🏾🙌🏾

  50. w.... t....

    Lyrics
    Ha, yeah, yeah
    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 Mini-Me's trying 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 cause if you sleep you don't eat
    Gotta hold heat, just to make ends meet
    Niggas living on the street while other niggas feast
    Alright wit you it ain't alright wit me
    Right, gotta make money all my life
    Gotta stay fucking bitches many types
    Yeah you know what I'm talking 'bout
    Yup, stay turning these bitches out
    Dick em down also dick em out
    Throw something 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 fuck out
    Word up, just be about what you about dog
    Know what I'm saying, 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, 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
    Fuck 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
    Dreaming when I wrote this, box me if I go too wild
    Still doing this shit like dude in wild style
    Inviting 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 going to God like Mase did
    Leaving crowds complacent
    I move em above clouds whether on some surf and turf 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 trying to clone us
    You know us, Thelonious, super microphone
    You know this, rap shit we 'bout to own it dun, for real

    Hey, 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
    Hurting 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
    Sucker nigga you don't want it, it's Thelonious
    Owning 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 saying the rhyme flawless
    Shit fly like MJ in his prime, "Off The Wall" wit mines
    I'm grabbing my balls when I rhyme, nine nines busting plus
    Ball all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex
    You ain't on my mind I'm thinking '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 something 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, 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 niggas bang gats when they celebrate
    That's how they play, don't let it be a holiday
    Thelonious niggas, if you testing us we get you laid back
    Show you the definition of a pay back

  51. e.... ....

    Rip to Baatin and Dilla.. I Still work out to this shit! I love yall FOREVER!!!!! TURN IT UP)))))))))

  52. W.... P....

    God damn com...killing it like Michael myers..

  53. T.... H....

    Ooooooohhhhh!!!🤟😝🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  54. d.... z....

    Thank you for everythings Mr Dilla

  55. S.... ....

    Great shit!!!

  56. P.... L....

    <3 Black Hearts 😎😇😈

  57. L.... J....

    The morning can be the best times for the right changes in these times. There's special things for us all... I'm the one always around... Is it brand new things like the withering experiences we should garbage.. Or probably maybe even deny.???? I got some special request, been listening to for a bit. This is just for the listeners out there..

  58. m.... ....

    2019 still on repeat

  59. S.... L....

    I always wonder about the Dislikes... who the fuck doesn't love this song?

  60. j.... l....

    Common is definetaly the best

  61. M.... H....

    "you rhyme like a nigga with his nipples pierced"-common sense

  62. D.... S....

    Common.........

  63. p.... ....

    Commons verse was hilarious. One of his best.

  64. M.... M....

    J Dilla murdered this joint 🔥

  65. K.... T....

    This is what happens when you put a production genius with lyrical greatness. RIP Dilla 👑

  66. M.... R....

    I spit fire like Esther on Sanford and son did!,,," This shit is Dragonfire",,,#bestshitever

  67. l.... j....

    Yess lawd

  68. r.... d....

    Jay ALL OVER this song

  69. C.... G....

    This is an only song that Common and the original lineup of Slum Village would collab together during J Dilla and Baatin lifetime!!!

  70. B.... ....

    Incredible 👣

  71. K.... S....

    J Dilla 🔥🔥🔥

  72. B.... R....

    Dilla went off. Definitely the best verse I've heard from him

  73. a.... c....

    Happy birthday Jay Dee!! Forever remembered

  74. K.... P....

    2019 🎧

  75. S.... F....

    J dilla

  76. E.... A....

    master piece

  77. E.... A....

    mates piece of all time

  78. j.... ....

    Quest Love made this album a classic! Let’s give props!

  79. A.... F....

    Dilla was from another universe with this beat and is on the Mount Rushmore of beatmakers. Common and Slum Village are rhyming extraterrestrials

  80. K.... C....

    dilla 😍😍😍

  81. T.... M....

    Best lyrics Common and J Dilla Futuristic yet Historic all @ the same Time... Knowledge then Wisdom Real Shit Underground Railroad! Over Stand Stay Learning

  82. R.... W....

    Common Ft Talib Kweli ft Mos Def ft Dj Dilla beats............WORD LIFE!!!!!

  83. J.... M....

    Greatest producer of all time r.i.p J Dilla

  84. J.... ....

    Which verse is J dilla? I don't know what his voice sounds like I've only heard his beats

    J.... ....

    The final verse.

  85. K.... B....

    SpiceAdams sent me here 😎

  86. T.... Y....

    Conversation with the MOST HIGH makes me want to cry.

  87. D.... A....

    2018 still 🔥🔥 asf

  88. A.... S....

    Real hip hop. Some many good ones in this era.

  89. W.... C....

    the soulquarians represent!

  90. W.... ....

    Dilla and Thelonious Monk... they were the best at what they did, and I'll be forever gratefull for those songs, for those master pieces

  91. M.... I....

    All the way from the NYC oh I mean Chi-Town 😄

  92. m.... ....

    *BAATIN*

  93. S.... L....

    hiphop 2018

  94. J.... O....

    My job is to listen.