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 brain fluid it to believe would equal the seven seas
I can the true name of god, you go insane upon hearing it
release enough to blow down
Im the michelangelo of
since our freestyle been biblical thats something you gotta give into

(Verse 1)
Yo, born in my momma vaginal sauna
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
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 and diapers at an infancy
the childhood of a hood that wa in the hood
said put your hands in the high sky put my hands down in a high hoog
I cant i drink wine now my plan is planded
till it became aparent , my parents should've a parent
stately no ransom, I wasnt worth no ransom
money 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)
you cut school cause you ain't feel to good
I cut school cause my cuts heal to good
the wall of physical my mind escapes through the gift of wordplay
I memorize encyclopedias and
I wrote anthems from antonyms, harmonies from
created cinemas synonyms, limit to eliminate
illustrious 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 to infect the listener
who dissing us yo punctuate, i
my karma's a comma to put you of a coma
hyphen dot dot leave you semi 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 till I robbed a convenience store
love mom? f**k mom shit I love me no more
mentally it didnt register bitch, the register bitch
you just a cashier, bitch the cash here
I'll shoot you in your cabbage a getaway cab bitch
words ain't making me no loot don't no dow jones average
regardless, re-god-less, stole my innocence
in a sense the judge sentenced me to life time sentences
to right my life and times in sentences, art my arch nemesis
they want me off the thats what the premise is
locked on a tear 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 away with

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(Bridge)
People can say whatever they want about me but agree that I am the
They can try to seal everything I achieve but agree that I am a the wordsmith
The other words are deep in my that try to silence my pain I am the wordsmith
Even if I 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 keep puttin' on
to tall to rhyme in the core of the Quran
and the what I represent and emcees better represent
I'm takin this rapping to its fullest extent
I have reservations Indians are on reservations
told the board of education I was bored of
as far as dis-co I'll leave you than disco
rockin sacks and violins and violence
ya minds carolling you in need of an ambulance
I'll knock you to the asphalt its your own ass
your last thought I'll never myself short to be famous
and taking it up the anus just us
the world can get the penis of this trained pianoist
my P.O. is pee-oed hand me cup told me to pee in
the musician my college 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 like theres no

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you CRAZY!!!