Luyện nghe bài hát Wordsmith

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

(Verse 1)
Yo, since born in my momma vaginal
its a sanna-gram i been of fonics
its ironic, as an embryonic
fathual and biblical, dont sound biblical
i been a terror since i terrorth up uterus
plans were made to defeat us as fetus
though now i walk in infamy, as i they had it in-fa-me
was raised with guns and and diapers at an infancy
the childhood of a hood that wa in the hood
cops said put your hands in the high sky put my hands down in a high
I cant whine i drink now my plan is planded
till it became aparent , my parents should've a parent
stately state no ransom, I worth no ransom
money wont you handsome, a nigga wasnt
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 you ain't feel to good
I cut cause my cuts ain't heal to good
the wall of physical abuse my mind escapes through the of wordplay
I memorize encyclopedias and
I wrote anthems from antonyms, harmonies homonyms
cinemas from synonyms, limit to eliminate
this life we living in wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could paralyze with a parable, rhymes out of religion
crucify you with a prefix or suffocate you a suffix
rolexes so infectious its to infect 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 swollen
question you pregnant Oh you not? I love you period
To sum it up, is my essence
f**ked up in all my adolescence my mom was out of lessons
laws of the convenience I robbed a convenience store
love mom? f**k mom I dont love me no more
mentally it register bitch, empty the register bitch
you just a cashier, bitch give the here
I'll shoot you in cabbage hijack a getaway cab bitch
ain't making me no loot don't change no dow jones average
regardless, re-god-less, they my innocence
in a the judge sentenced me to three life time sentences
to right my life and times in sentences, art my arch nemesis
they me off the premises thats what the premise is
locked on a tear where you shed a tear at
study more shakespeare than any african shakes a at
and the whole world that and it hurts
I got caught killin' time but then I got with words

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

(Verse 3)
I'm in a game full of morons but they puttin' more on
told to tall to rhyme in the core of the
and the minds what I and emcees better represent
I'm takin this rapping bullshit to its fullest
I reservations while Indians are on reservations
told the of education I was bored of education
as far as dis-co I'll leave you deader disco
rockin sacks and violins oversex and
threw ya minds carolling you in of an ambulance
I'll knock you to the asphalt its your own ass
your last thought I'll never sell myself short to be
and taking it up the anus 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 tuitions my
told me I wouldn't be a thought in
my all on me own
so I might've beeen born yesterday but I rhyme like theres no

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you CRAZY!!!