@15 Lyrics - The Roots

the name, 

of the brother to blame is quite plain 

its not the reign, but a brother who don't claim 

or aim to be a preacher or ordain 

I have black thoughts, therefore my names the same 

no question, my ability, 

in the studio facility 

as I exercise my god given utility 

on time, I get behind, and push along a rhyme of mine which I design with what? the mind 

leave MC's blind with amnesia 

chop em in a salad and my name ain't Caeser 

think twice before you approach 

get benched by the coach 

like eggs, your poached 

I wrote murdah, so you could say it's murder he wrote 

you think I'm hell sent, so you repent to the pope 

so don't walk, when, the sign says not to 

and don't talk when black thoughts about to, 

when I say maestro and bro starts to play it, 

if you got a rhyme in your mind, then don't say it, 

save it, for the weaker, 

pack your portable speaker, 

and utilize the treads on your sneaker 

and take your sorry crew back in, forget about rappin' 

forget you ever saw me and forget this ever happened 

Cuz, you might have nightmares of MC's being slain... 

And I'll be to blame when you go insane. 

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