Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song @ 15, artist - The Roots. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
@ 15 |
| The name of the brother to blame, it’s quite plain |
| It’s not the rain but a brother who don’t claim or aim |
| To be a preacher or ordained |
| I have black thoughts, therefore my name’s the same |
| Don’t question my ability, in a studio facility |
| As I utilize my God-given utility |
| On time, I get behind and push along a rhyme |
| Of mine which I design with wealth of mind |
| Leave MC’s blind with amnesia |
| Chop 'em into salad and my name ain’t Caesar |
| Think twice before you approach |
| Get benched by the coach, like eggs you’re poached |
| I wrote murder, so you can say it’s murder he wrote |
| You think I’m Hell sent, so you repent to the Pope |
| Don’t walk when the sign says not to |
| And don’t talk when Black Thought’s 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 |
| Take your sorry crew back and forget about rappin' |
| Forget you ever saw me and forget this ever happened |
| Cause you might have nightmares of MC’s bein' slain |
| And I’ll be to blame when you go insane |