Luyện nghe bài hát @15

The name of the brother to
It's quite plain, not the rain
But a who don't claim or aim
To be a or ordained
I Black Thoughts, therefore my name's the same

Don't my ability, in a studio facility
As I utilize my God-given
On time, I get behind and push along a rhyme of
Which I design, with what? The

Leave blind with amnesia
Chop 'em into salad and my name Caesar
Think before you approach
Get benched by the like exit post

I wrote murder, so you can say Murder He Wrote
You think I'm Hell sent, so you to the Pope
walk when the sign says not to
And don't talk Black Thought's about to

I say, Maestro and bro starts to play it
If you got a rhyme in your mind, don't say it
Save it for the weaker, pack your speaker
And utilize the treads on your

Take your sorry crew back an' forget rappin'
Forget you ever saw me and this ever happened
'Cause you might nightmares of MCs bein' slain
And be to blame when you go insane