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, degrees i've
the brain it takes to believe would equal the seven seas
I can reveal the true name of god, you go insane hearing it
release to blow down pyramids
Im the michelangelo of
since our freestyle been biblical thats something you gotta give into

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

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(Verse 2)
you cut school cause you ain't 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 antonyms, harmonies from homonyms
created cinemas synonyms, limit to eliminate
this illustrious life we living in wrote rhetoricals in
I could paralyze a parable, make rhymes out of religion
you with a prefix or suffocate you with a suffix
rolexes so infectious its to infect the listener
who dissing us yo punctuate, i
my a comma to put you inside of a coma
hyphen dot dot leave you semi swollen
question you pregnant Oh you not? I love you period
To sum it up, is my essence
f**ked up in all my till 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 didnt bitch, empty the register bitch
you just a cashier, bitch the cash here
I'll shoot you in your cabbage hijack a getaway cab
words ain't making me no don't change no dow jones average
regardless, re-god-less, they my innocence
in a sense the judge sentenced me to three life sentences
to right my life and times in sentences, art my arch nemesis
want 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 a spear at
and the world fear that and it hurts
I got caught killin' time but then I got away words

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(Bridge)
can say whatever they want 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 deep in my veins that try to my pain I am the wordsmith
if I never move a million units its a blessing how I do it I'm the wordsmith

(Verse 3)
I'm in a game of morons but they keep puttin' more on
told to to rhyme in the core of the Quran
and the minds what I represent and emcees better
I'm this rapping bullshit to its fullest extent
I have 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
ya minds carolling you in need of an ambulance
I'll knock you to the asphalt its your own ass
last thought I'll never sell myself short to be famous
and taking it up the just ain't us
the world can get the penis of classical trained pianoist
my P.O. is pee-oed hand me cup told me to pee in
the linguist my college tuitions my intuition
told me I wouldn't be a in tuition
my all on me own
so I might've born yesterday but I rhyme like theres no tomorrow

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you CRAZY!!!