Bombay - Thelonius King lyrics

[Produced by Bombay] [Intro: Blu] Thelonius King, Thelonius King, Thelonius King [Verse 1: Blu] They bring the ceremony to me I k** that opener with the opening speech Closing your sheets Please, hoping I slip is ridiculous, too deep Too street for you n***as, I'm concrete High priest n***a, chief, rock a beat to sleep, like a G With the gold teeth, gold on my neck, gold on my sleeves On my ring I got the black spinel stone of the onyx Pulitzer Prize like a king I should change my name to Nobel Peace [Hook] But it's Thelonius King, Thelonius King, Thelonius King [Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man] In a world of murderers and rapists And children with exposed rib cages Organ damage from famine, flies on their faces Blood thirsty baby k**ers and mental cases Gun toting cops born racists School districts preaching hatred Angels with black wings holding automatic guns like gatlings Bodies blown to bits, bloody torsos that lack limbs You beating me, that's like a Ku Klux Klan white supremacist Tryna have a Klan rally, uptown Harlem on Lenox Ruining nations with bloody mutilations Cult practitioners, voodoo Haitians Colonizers shooting, boozing and raping I'm bringing ruckus, they licking rubbers, hip hop is starting to scare me It's a circus of clowns like Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey I hurt any pagan, I murder any mason I smack up any herb that's perpetrating More disturbing than D.W. Griffith's Birth of a Nation Media playing the race card, avoiding the rape charge They robbing the graveyard, these devils disgrace God Ain't tryna create jobs, they leaving your bank robbed They feminine, hate hard, I'm leaving you face scared Come on [Hook] [Verse 3: Tristate] Gold kufi, j**els droopy, the rock's ruby From King Uchi to King Tut, the rope's dooky Bow gracefully and face d**h, erase you the hateful Barbarians overthrowing your stable Kemetic wisdom, they can't shatter the Sphinx Move spirits through the infinite plains where we exist Slang ancient into the triple stage of darkness Spoils of war, carve your sword to be the sharpest, shank sh** Protecting the think tank, sank ships No papyrus, I'm writing this one on a blank disc The Nautica god, pirate of society Address my empire as the Durag Dynasty