Luyện nghe bài hát Wordsmith

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

(Verse 1)
Yo, born in my momma vaginal sauna
its a i been fond of fonics
its ironic, as an embryonic
fathual and biblical, dont that sound
i been a terror since i terrorth up that
evil were made to defeat us as fetus
though now i walk in infamy, as i they had it in-fa-me
was with guns and infantry and diapers at an infancy
the of a hood that wa raised in the hood
cops said put your hands in the high sky put my hands in a high hoog
I cant whine i drink wine now my plan is
till it became aparent , my parents should've a parent
stately state no ransom, I worth no ransom
wont you handsome, a nigga wasnt handsome
raised a like charles manson, knew i was a man's 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 my cuts ain't heal to good
the wall of abuse my mind escapes through the gift of wordplay
I memorize and dictionaries
I wrote anthems from antonyms, harmonies homonyms
created cinemas 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 suffocate you with a
rolexes so infectious its to infect the listener
who us yo punctuate, i punctuate
my karma's a to put you inside of a coma
hyphen dot dot semi-colon leave you swollen
question mark you Oh you not? I love you period
To sum it up, is my essence
f**ked up in all my adolescence till my mom was out of
laws of the convenience till I robbed a store
love mom? mom shit I dont love me no more
it didnt register bitch, empty the register bitch
you just a cashier, give the cash here
I'll shoot you in your hijack a getaway cab bitch
words ain't making me no loot don't change no dow average
regardless, re-god-less, they stole my
in a sense the judge sentenced me to three life time
to my life and times in sentences, art my dark arch nemesis
they want me off the premises what the premise is
locked on a tear where you cant a tear at
study shakespeare than any african shakes a spear at
and the whole fear that and it hurts
I got killin' time but then I got away with words

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(Bridge)
People can say whatever they about me but agree that I am the wordsmith
They can try to seal everything that I achieve but that 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 units its a blessing how I do it I'm the wordsmith

(Verse 3)
I'm in a full of morons but they keep puttin' more on
told to to rhyme in the core of the Quran
and the minds what I and emcees better represent
I'm takin rapping bullshit to its fullest extent
I have reservations while are on reservations
told the board of education I was bored of
as far as dis-co I'll leave you deader than
rockin and violins oversex and violence
threw ya carolling you in need of an ambulance
I'll knock you to the asphalt its your own ass
your last thought I'll never sell myself to be famous
and taking it up the anus just us
the world can get the of this classical trained pianoist
my P.O. is pee-oed hand me cup told me to pee in
the musician my college tuitions my intuition
told me I be a thought in tuition
my all on me own
so I might've beeen yesterday but I rhyme like theres no tomorrow

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