Luyện nghe bài hát Wordsmith

(Chorus)
Yo, perfection, flawless, masterpiece, no
back in the hundreds, I was burned at the stake (I am the wordsmith)
metaphor mephastopales, i've achieved
the fluid it takes to believe would equal the seven seas
I can reveal the true name of god, you go insane hearing it
enough to blow down pyramids
Im the of syllables
since our freestyle genesis been biblical thats something you gotta give

(Verse 1)
Yo, since born in my vaginal sauna
its a sanna-gram i been of fonics
its ironic, even as an
fathual and biblical, dont sound biblical
i been a terror since i terrorth up that
evil plans made to defeat us as fetus
though now i walk in infamy, as i child had it in-fa-me
was raised with and infantry and diapers at an infancy
the childhood of a that wa raised in the hood
cops said put your hands in the high sky put my hands down in a high
I cant i drink wine now my plan is planded
till it became aparent , my should've been a parent
state no ransom, I wasnt worth no ransom
money wont you handsome, a nigga handsome
raised a mind like charles manson, knew i was a son
but one, that made me strong created my poison tongue

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(Verse 2)
While you cut school cause you feel to good
I cut school cause my ain't heal to good
the of physical abuse my mind escapes through the gift of wordplay
I encyclopedias and dictionaries
I wrote anthems from antonyms, from homonyms
created from synonyms, limit to eliminate
this illustrious we living in wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could paralyze a parable, make rhymes out of religion
crucify you with a prefix or you with a suffix
rolexes so infectious its known to the listener
who dissing us yo punctuate, i
my karma's a comma to put you of a coma
hyphen dot dot semi-colon leave you semi
question mark you pregnant Oh you I love you period
To sum it up, is my essence
f**ked up in all my adolescence till my mom was out of
of the convenience till I robbed a convenience store
love mom? f**k mom shit I love me no more
mentally it didnt register bitch, empty the register
you just a cashier, bitch give the here
I'll shoot you in your cabbage hijack a getaway cab
words ain't making me no loot change no dow jones average
regardless, re-god-less, they stole my
in a sense the judge sentenced me to three life sentences
to right my life and in sentences, art my dark arch nemesis
want me off the premises thats what the premise is
locked on a tear where you cant shed a at
study more shakespeare than any african a spear at
and the whole world that and it hurts
I got caught killin' time but I got away with words

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(Bridge)
People can say whatever they want about me but agree that I am the
They can try to seal everything that I achieve but agree I am a the wordsmith
The other words are in my veins that try to silence my pain I am the wordsmith
Even if I never move a million units its a blessing how I do it I'm the

(Verse 3)
I'm in a game full of morons but they keep more on
told to to rhyme in the core of the Quran
and the minds I represent and emcees better represent
I'm takin this rapping bullshit to its fullest
I have reservations while Indians are on
told the board of education I was of education
as far as dis-co I'll leave you than disco
rockin sacks and violins oversex and
threw ya minds carolling you in need of an
I'll you to the asphalt its your own ass fault
your last thought I'll never sell myself to be famous
and it up the anus just ain't us
the world can get the of this classical trained pianoist
my P.O. is pee-oed hand me cup me to pee in this
the linguist musician my college my intuition
told me I wouldn't be a thought in
my all on me own
so I beeen born yesterday but I rhyme like theres no tomorrow

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you CRAZY!!!