Luyện nghe bài hát Wordsmith

(Chorus)
Yo, perfection, flawless, masterpiece, no
back in the eighteen hundreds, I was at the stake (I am the wordsmith)
metaphor mephastopales, 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 to blow down pyramids
Im the michelangelo of
since our freestyle genesis biblical thats something you gotta give into

(Verse 1)
Yo, born in my momma vaginal sauna
its a sanna-gram i been fond of
its ironic, even as an
fathual and biblical, dont sound biblical
i been a terror 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 wa raised in the hood
cops said put your in the high sky put my hands down in a high hoog
I cant whine i drink now my plan is planded
till it became , my parents should've been a parent
stately state no ransom, I wasnt no ransom
wont you handsome, a nigga wasnt handsome
raised a mind like charles manson, knew i was a son
but which one, that made me strong my poison tongue

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(Verse 2)
While you cut school cause you ain't to good
I cut school cause my cuts heal to good
the of physical abuse my mind escapes through the gift of wordplay
I memorize and dictionaries
I wrote from antonyms, harmonies from homonyms
created cinemas from synonyms, to eliminate
this illustrious life we in wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could paralyze with a parable, make out of religion
crucify you a prefix or suffocate you with a suffix
so infectious its known to infect the listener
who us yo punctuate, i punctuate
my karma's a comma to put you inside of a
dot dot semi-colon leave you semi swollen
question mark you pregnant Oh you I love you period
To sum it up, language is my
f**ked up in all my till my mom was out of lessons
laws of the till I robbed a convenience store
love mom? f**k mom shit I dont 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 hijack a getaway cab bitch
words ain't making me no loot don't no dow jones average
regardless, re-god-less, they my innocence
in a sense the judge me to three life time sentences
to right my life and times in sentences, art my dark arch
want me off the premises thats what the premise is
locked on a tear where you cant shed a at
study more shakespeare than any shakes a spear at
and the world fear that and it hurts
I got caught killin' time but I got away 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 but agree that I am a the wordsmith
The words are deep in my veins that try to silence my pain I am the wordsmith
Even if I never move a million 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 tall to rhyme in the of the Quran
and the what I represent and emcees better represent
I'm takin this bullshit to its fullest extent
I have while Indians are on reservations
told the board of education I was bored of
as far as dis-co I'll you deader than disco
rockin sacks and oversex and violence
ya minds carolling you in need of an ambulance
I'll knock you to the its your own ass fault
your last thought I'll sell myself short to be famous
and taking it up the anus just us
the can get the penis of this classical trained pianoist
my P.O. is hand me cup told me to pee in this
the linguist my college tuitions my intuition
told me I wouldn't be a thought in
my all on me own
so I might've born yesterday but I rhyme like theres no tomorrow

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you CRAZY!!!