[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huItNz3H4v0]The Wordsmith - YouTube[/ame] I am a wordsmith A master of my craft I create weapons on paper That could cut you in half And I laugh As you try to do the math When the problems were solved Before I wrote my rough draft I am a wordsmith A true armor artison I make the shields that cover The cracks of bipartison I reach across the aisle in style With great guile in a way that We haven't seen in quite a while I see these words that were tossed into the pile and I take them, line them, And rewrite them in single file Because I am a wordsmith Its more than what I do I'd say its who I am But that isn't quite true Its more of a sickness Like I came down with the flu And my words can be vicious As they spread from me to you But one good thing about music Is when it hits you feel no pain And if you think that line was stolen From Drake then you are insane As that verse was written during An entirely different reign When the stream which music came from Was more than just Gucci Mane Or more of just the same "Artists" Tryin' to be like Lil' Wayne When their "music" is just a stain That seeps into society Like the words of Mark Twain Except with meaning much more vain And a style much more plain In the end, You'll be Just another that I've slain. Because I am a wordsmith The weapons you bring to battle, I'm the one that made them. The only reason you have them Is because I long ago forbade them. Exhiled because someone stepped up And then slayed them. You think they are unique due to the way that you've portrayed them But remember this, Those words have been beaten like a dead horse. I bred them, read them, and shed them Like a bad divorce. And of course, You swept them up and try to put down with a godly force But you forget, I am a wordsmith. It is my weapons that are the source Of the divine power tapped only by the Norse. That hammer of Thor's? It was created by me. Just some more words that I edited out of history.