Luyện nghe bài hát @15

The of the brother to blame
quite plain, it's not the rain
But a brother who don't or aim
To be a preacher or
I have Black Thoughts, therefore my the same

Don't question my ability, in a studio
As I my God-given utility
On time, I get behind and push along a rhyme of
Which I design, with The mind

MC's blind with amnesia
Chop 'em into and my name ain't Caesar
twice before you approach
Get by the coach like exit post

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

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

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