"Thelonius" lyrics
Kurupt & Masta Killa Lyrics
(feat. Buckshot, RIM & Trigga)
Oh, shit (Haha)
DPT, DPG
You know my Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with
DPG, DPG (Uh-huh, yeah)
You know what I mean? (Uh-huh)
Wu-Tang Clan rocks the world (Bitch)
DPG, DPG
Thoughts are driven with relentless precision
Sequenced instrument strikes temperaments
Words are rapidly dispensed and keeps you on defense
Immense condensed pressure intense, scarred your grill
Too late when your fate is I came to kill
No debate or discussion, the percussion is instructive
We'd have pass the mic and Kurupt'll start bustin' (Fuck these niggas, man)
If it's Terminal Island, my terminology is to be terminal, I'm DPG, I got a gift
Suicidal intents, murderous metabolical desires and descents, uplift, uh
Can I help you with your guide on a trip?
Where you headed? Where you goin'? What you tryin' to attempt?
I'm just sayin', I ain't playin'
No delay (Nope), it's decayin' (Yep)
Everybody that you see me with, nigga, every day
And I'm just sayin'
What the fuck? (What?)
What the fuck they sayin'?
What you sayin', nigga? Huh?
I'm just sayin'
What the fuck is you sayin', nigga? (What?)
I can't hear you
Oh, hahahahaha
Like that
It's murder, murder
Shots on your block 'til you curb up
Killa on the loose with the clip tight
Keep a closed fist so the grip right
Wrong, niggas make songs
This is a rap bomb, tick-tick, your back gone
Huh, lil' nigga, where your YNs?
The shots got no age, the gauge like, "Why them?"
You roll deep, but I keep snipers
All you see is black sky, green lighters (Light 'em up)
You know they hate us 'cause they ain't like us
Let me say it again, they ain't like us
I keep a shotty on the loose
One question, where you want it, the body or the boots? (Pick one, nigga)
Huh, I'm a dog with a bite (Bite)
Givin' motherfuckers (What?) what all y'all like (Like)
Kilos and drums, weed by the tons
G-strings and buns, yeah, we them ones
That mastered the corruption of killin' these drums
I'm sayin', from the school of dons before we use guns
Fist fights, spit spike like Lee
Courtside, nick-nike, you know the type
On a mic, I stay mellow
Reppin' that black and yellow
Spittin' that good fellow
I like to sip Modelo
You know we keep it ghetto
With short flips like a cigarillo
With shells on our back, armadillos, uh
Sayin' nothin' while we droppin' the jewels
A night owl, but won't tell the cops who, we breakin' the rules
It's so bad, say that
But you don't gotta owe me for the payback
I'm dope, this needle found in a haystack
They yellin' we outside, I'm out front
When that heat spark, it never lie, it change funk
We the have ones that's gon' hustle to get it
Nobody givin', can't be timid when we dealin' with wicked
So what you sayin'?
Yeah, man, you know what I'm talkin' about? Ayy
Look, ayy, ayy, Killa
First thing we wanna do is give it up to our folks, man
That's a part of this project, makin' it happen, you know what I'm sayin'?
The God MC, Rakim
Rakim the God, peace to the God
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Peace to the God
We wanna give it up to our squads DPG, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, DPG
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, DPT, DPG, Wu-Tang all day
Yeah, Daz, Snoop, Superfly, you know what I'm sayin'? HD
My brother Law, Josh, and the whole crew
Yeah, we ridin' it out, we doin' it big, you know what I'm sayin'?
We all we got, you dig what I'm talkin' about, cuz? Rest in peace Nate Dogg
Mm, rest in peace ODB
Stop
DPT, DPG
You know my Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with
DPG, DPG (Uh-huh, yeah)
You know what I mean? (Uh-huh)
Wu-Tang Clan rocks the world (Bitch)
DPG, DPG
Thoughts are driven with relentless precision
Sequenced instrument strikes temperaments
Words are rapidly dispensed and keeps you on defense
Immense condensed pressure intense, scarred your grill
Too late when your fate is I came to kill
No debate or discussion, the percussion is instructive
We'd have pass the mic and Kurupt'll start bustin' (Fuck these niggas, man)
If it's Terminal Island, my terminology is to be terminal, I'm DPG, I got a gift
Suicidal intents, murderous metabolical desires and descents, uplift, uh
Can I help you with your guide on a trip?
Where you headed? Where you goin'? What you tryin' to attempt?
I'm just sayin', I ain't playin'
No delay (Nope), it's decayin' (Yep)
Everybody that you see me with, nigga, every day
And I'm just sayin'
What the fuck? (What?)
What the fuck they sayin'?
What you sayin', nigga? Huh?
I'm just sayin'
What the fuck is you sayin', nigga? (What?)
I can't hear you
Oh, hahahahaha
Like that
It's murder, murder
Shots on your block 'til you curb up
Killa on the loose with the clip tight
Keep a closed fist so the grip right
Wrong, niggas make songs
This is a rap bomb, tick-tick, your back gone
Huh, lil' nigga, where your YNs?
The shots got no age, the gauge like, "Why them?"
You roll deep, but I keep snipers
All you see is black sky, green lighters (Light 'em up)
You know they hate us 'cause they ain't like us
Let me say it again, they ain't like us
I keep a shotty on the loose
One question, where you want it, the body or the boots? (Pick one, nigga)
Huh, I'm a dog with a bite (Bite)
Givin' motherfuckers (What?) what all y'all like (Like)
Kilos and drums, weed by the tons
G-strings and buns, yeah, we them ones
That mastered the corruption of killin' these drums
I'm sayin', from the school of dons before we use guns
Fist fights, spit spike like Lee
Courtside, nick-nike, you know the type
On a mic, I stay mellow
Reppin' that black and yellow
Spittin' that good fellow
I like to sip Modelo
You know we keep it ghetto
With short flips like a cigarillo
With shells on our back, armadillos, uh
Sayin' nothin' while we droppin' the jewels
A night owl, but won't tell the cops who, we breakin' the rules
It's so bad, say that
But you don't gotta owe me for the payback
I'm dope, this needle found in a haystack
They yellin' we outside, I'm out front
When that heat spark, it never lie, it change funk
We the have ones that's gon' hustle to get it
Nobody givin', can't be timid when we dealin' with wicked
So what you sayin'?
Yeah, man, you know what I'm talkin' about? Ayy
Look, ayy, ayy, Killa
First thing we wanna do is give it up to our folks, man
That's a part of this project, makin' it happen, you know what I'm sayin'?
The God MC, Rakim
Rakim the God, peace to the God
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Peace to the God
We wanna give it up to our squads DPG, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, DPG
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, DPT, DPG, Wu-Tang all day
Yeah, Daz, Snoop, Superfly, you know what I'm sayin'? HD
My brother Law, Josh, and the whole crew
Yeah, we ridin' it out, we doin' it big, you know what I'm sayin'?
We all we got, you dig what I'm talkin' about, cuz? Rest in peace Nate Dogg
Mm, rest in peace ODB
Stop
