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Wordsmith by Chino Xl Wordsmith lyrics WORDSMITH Itís crazyÖ (CHORUS) Perfection flawless masterpiece, no mistakes Back in the1800s I was burned at the stake Metaphor Mephistopheles, Degrees Iíve achieved The brain fluid it takes to believe would equal the seven seas I could reveal the true name of God But you would go insane upon hearing in Release enough winds to blow down pyramids Iím the Michelangelo of syllable Since I freestyle Genesis been biblical Thatís something you got to give in to (Verse I) Since born in my mamaís vaginal sauna As a sonogram, Iíve been fond of phonics Itís ironic, even as an embryonic Fed through an umbilical donít that sound biblical? Iíve been a terror Since I teareth out of the uterus Because evil plans were made to defeat us As a fetus Though now I walk in infamy As a child they had it in for me Was raised with guns in infantry In diapers and in infancy The childhood of a hood that was raised in the hood Cops said ďput your hands in the hot skyĒ I put my hands down on the hot hood I canít whine or drink wine Nine planets planned it ĎTil it became apparent My parents shouldnít have been a parent State to state we ran some I wasnít worth no ransom Money, wonít you hand some? A nigga wasnít handsome Raise the mind like Charles Mansonís New I was some manís son But which one? That made me strong created my poison tongueÖ CHORUS (Verse II) Why you cut school? Cause you ainít feel too good I cut school cause my cuts ainít heal too good Through all the physical abuse My mind escaped through the gift of wordplay I memorized encyclopaedias and dictionaries I wrote anthems from antonyms Harmonies from homonyms Created cinema from synonyms Was livid to eliminate that illustrious life youíre liviní in Wrote rhetoricals in rhythms I could paralyze with a parable Made rhymes out of religion Use a prefix as a crucifix Or suffocate you with a suffix Wrote lectures so infectious Theyíre known to infect the listeners Who dissiní us? Yo punks you wait Ė I punctuate My karmaís the comma That put you inside of a coma Hyphen, semi-colon, dot, dot Leave you semi-swollen Question: You pregnant? Oh youíre not? I love you, Period. To sum it up, language is my essence Fucked up in all my adolescence Till my Momís was out of lessons Laws, I store convenient Still I rob a convenience store Love Mom, Fuck Mom, Shit, I donít love me no more Mentally it didnít register, bitch Empty the register, bitch You just a cashier, bitch Give the cash, here Or Iíll shoot you in your cabbage Hijack a getaway cab, bitch Words ainít makiní me no loot Donít change now Dow Jones average Regardless, weíre Godless They stole my innocence In a sense, the judge sentenced me To 3 lifetimes sentences To put my life in times and sentences Art my dark archnemesis They want me off the premises Thatís what the premise is Locked on a tier where you canít shed a tear at I studied more Shakespeare Than any African can shake a spear at And the whole world fears that And it hurts I got caught for killing time But then I got with words CHORUS (Bridge) People can say whatever they want about me But agree that I am the Wordsmith They can try to ignore everything that Iíve achieved But agree that I am the Wordsmith I am the Wordsmith The love of words is deep in my brain Must be to silence my pain I am the Wordsmith (Verse III) Iím in a game full of morons And they keep putting more on I tutor the Torah Iím in the core of the Quíaran The mindís what I represent And mcís better re-present Iím taking this rappiní bullshit to the fullest extent I have reservations why Indians are on reservations Told that board of education I was bored of education As far as this go I leave you deader than Disco Rocking sex and violence Over sax and violins Through your minds camera lens Youíre in need of an ambulance Iíll knock you to the asphalt Itís your own ass fault Your last thought Iíll never sell my self short to be famous And taking it up the anus just ainít us The world could get the penis Of this classically trained pianist My P.O. was p.o.íd Handed me a cup, told me to ďpee in thisĒ The linguist musician My college position is that my intuition Told me I wouldnít be affordiní tuition My educationís all on my own I might have been born yesterday But I rhyme like thereís no tomorrowÖ CHORUS

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