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)
mephastopales, degrees i've achieved
the brain fluid it takes to believe would equal the seven
I can reveal the true of god, you go insane upon hearing it
release enough to blow pyramids
Im the of syllables
since our genesis been biblical thats something you gotta give into

(Verse 1)
Yo, since born in my momma sauna
its a sanna-gram i been of fonics
its ironic, even as an
and biblical, dont that sound biblical
i a terror since i terrorth up that uterus
evil were made to defeat us as fetus
now i walk 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 that wa raised in the hood
cops said put hands in the high sky put my hands down in a high hoog
I whine i drink wine now my plan is planded
till it became aparent , my should've been a parent
stately no ransom, I wasnt worth no ransom
money wont you handsome, a wasnt handsome
raised a mind like 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 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 cinemas from synonyms, to eliminate
this life 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 infect the
who us yo punctuate, i punctuate
my karma's a comma to put you inside of a
hyphen dot dot semi-colon leave you semi
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 till I 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 give the cash
I'll you in your cabbage hijack a getaway cab bitch
words ain't making me no loot change no dow jones average
regardless, re-god-less, stole 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
on a tear where you cant shed a tear at
study more shakespeare any african shakes a spear 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 about me but agree 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 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 puttin' more on
told to to rhyme in the core of the Quran
and the minds what I represent and emcees represent
I'm takin this rapping bullshit to its extent
I have reservations Indians are on reservations
told the board of I was bored of education
as far as dis-co I'll leave you deader disco
rockin sacks and oversex and violence
threw ya minds carolling you in need of an
knock you to the asphalt its your own ass fault
your last thought I'll never sell short to be famous
and taking it up the anus ain't us
the world can get the penis of this classical trained
my P.O. is hand me cup told me to pee in this
the linguist musician my tuitions my intuition
me I wouldn't be a thought in tuition
my all on me own
so I might've beeen born yesterday but I rhyme theres no tomorrow

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