Luyện nghe bài hát Wordsmith

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

(Verse 1)
Yo, since in my momma vaginal sauna
its a sanna-gram i fond of fonics
its ironic, even as an
fathual and biblical, dont that biblical
i been a terror i terrorth up that 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 infantry and at an infancy
the childhood of a hood that wa in the hood
cops put your hands in the high sky put my hands down in a high hoog
I cant whine i drink now my plan is planded
till it aparent , my parents should've been a parent
stately state no ransom, I wasnt worth no
money wont you handsome, a wasnt handsome
a mind like charles manson, knew i was a man's son
but which one, that 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 wall of physical abuse my mind through the gift of wordplay
I memorize encyclopedias and
I anthems from antonyms, harmonies from homonyms
created from synonyms, limit to eliminate
this illustrious we living in wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could with a parable, make rhymes out of religion
crucify you with a or suffocate you with a suffix
rolexes so infectious its known to infect the
who us yo punctuate, i punctuate
my karma's a comma to put you of a coma
dot dot semi-colon leave you semi swollen
question mark you pregnant Oh you not? I you period
To sum it up, language is my
f**ked up in all my adolescence till my mom was out of
laws of the convenience till I a convenience store
love mom? f**k mom shit I love me no more
it didnt register bitch, empty the register bitch
you just a cashier, bitch give the cash
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 my innocence
in a sense the judge sentenced me to three life time
to my life and times in sentences, art my dark arch nemesis
they me off the premises thats what the premise is
locked on a where you cant shed a tear at
study more shakespeare than any shakes a spear at
and the whole world fear 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 achieve but agree that I am a the
The other words are deep in my veins try to silence 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 full of morons but they puttin' more on
told to to rhyme in the core of the Quran
and the minds what I represent and better represent
I'm takin this rapping bullshit to its fullest
I have reservations Indians are on reservations
told the board of education I was bored of
as far as dis-co leave you deader than disco
sacks and violins oversex and violence
threw ya carolling you in need of an ambulance
I'll knock you to the its your own ass fault
your thought I'll never sell myself short to be famous
and taking it up the anus just us
the world can get the penis of classical trained pianoist
my P.O. is hand me cup told me to pee in this
the linguist musician my college my intuition
told me I be a thought in tuition
my all on me own
so I might've beeen born yesterday but I like theres no tomorrow

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