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 i've
the brain fluid it takes to would equal the seven seas
I can reveal the true name of god, you go upon hearing it
release enough to blow pyramids
Im the of syllables
since our freestyle genesis been biblical thats you gotta give into

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

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
you cut school cause you ain't feel to good
I cut school cause my cuts ain't heal to
the wall of physical abuse my escapes through the gift of wordplay
I memorize encyclopedias and
I wrote anthems from antonyms, from homonyms
created from synonyms, limit to eliminate
this illustrious life we in wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could paralyze a parable, make rhymes out of religion
you with a prefix or suffocate you with a suffix
rolexes so infectious its known to the listener
who dissing us yo punctuate, i
my karma's a to put you inside of a coma
hyphen dot dot semi-colon leave you semi
question mark you pregnant Oh you 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 shit I love me no more
it didnt register bitch, empty the register bitch
you just a cashier, give the cash here
I'll shoot you in your cabbage hijack a getaway cab
words ain't making me no loot don't change no dow average
regardless, re-god-less, they my innocence
in a sense the judge sentenced me to three time sentences
to right my life and in sentences, art my dark arch nemesis
they want me off the premises thats what the is
locked on a tear where you 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 I got away with words

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(Bridge)
People can say 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 are deep in my veins that 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 keep 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 bullshit to its fullest extent
I have reservations while are on reservations
the board of education I was bored of education
as far as dis-co I'll leave you deader disco
rockin sacks and violins and violence
threw ya minds carolling you in of an ambulance
I'll you to the asphalt its your own ass fault
last thought I'll never sell myself short to be famous
and it up the anus just ain't us
the can get the penis of this classical trained pianoist
my P.O. is pee-oed hand me cup told me to pee in
the linguist musician my tuitions my intuition
told me I wouldn't be a in tuition
my all on me own
so I might've beeen born but I rhyme like theres no tomorrow

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you CRAZY!!!