Lyrical Breakdown of Thelonius - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Thelonius" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Common weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Thelonius" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Common employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Common's narrative.

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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