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Amasteur Wordsmith（explicit）

By The Stupendium

Seems a lot of rappers like to rap about how good they are at rapping？

I'm better than I used to be

But I'd still hate to be dishonest with you…

So.hip-hop's a new hobby I'm attemping

But there's a hiccup that needs circumventing

A miggle in the middle of the job of my dreams

And that's a lack of practice when exploring the themes

I can't rap about bitches and hoes

Riches and clouthes

Beating up and leaving stiches in foes

I'm not familiar with those

And it's an issue , I know

'cause they're thematically

What rappers seem to spit in their flows

Without the clout ,well

What's that really leave me with,hmm?

What do I spout if not some needless egotism?

I'll leave you wishing

You'd switched off your speaker system

Scheme of visionary lyricsm?

Eh…It really isn't

And I anticipat the criticsm

“WYE ARE THE LYRICS DIFFRENT？AND DOES THE ACT OF IMPROVING THE RAP ON A TRACK ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE CRAPPY AT THAT KINDA CLASH？REALLY MATCH YOUR INITIAL VISION？”

It's a welrd decision

Well , you can quit your bitchin'

If I could be forgiven,tell me

Who just hit the million?

I did !

So if you could adjust your position

And sit and swivel on my lyrical juxtaposition

I'm just an AMATEUR WORDSMITH

You'll be indifferent

The instant you've heard it

When I'm finished

You 'll be wishing you'd skipped the track

So here's five minutes you won't get back

I'd wages there's no other rapper

So fine tailorsd

I've paid for too many nice blazers

Style's dangerous

All my tailors sign walvera

Fruit so fresh

I'm practically lime flavoured

If my drip seems plain

I don't got a lot of bling

Wanna talk about chains?

See my pocket watch swing

Yeah,my numbers of cufflinks isdisgusting

My sleeves hold together better than my rhymine

If you need a dapper rapper ,I'm you them , G

I'M GOING WILD ACROSS THE BOARD

JUMENJI

Yeah,this scheme don't really work

Now that I'm enby

BUT IF I'M NOT YOUR FIRST CHOICE？

I'LL BE YOUR PLAN B

So hit skip if I ain't taking your fancy

'Cause I'm pretty slicButIain'tbreakingtheland-speed

But they ain't flailing their panties

I nees clicks

But I ain't catering to rap beef

Schemes thicc like my pen ralded thr pantry

Queen vic how my bars flame up and fans weep

Nice mix like I'm feat.Statham and Lansbury

Feet pics? You see me making a fansly?

You know I actully prefer the original

Run it back

（The sound of rewinding）

'Cause I'm pretty quick

But I ain't breaking the land-speed

Oh,you've got a plan B?

Heck , I'll be your plan Z

I'll be waiting in the Q

Join •De•Lancie

Another white GUY

Dressed up in a nice TIE

Think their rhymes are quite FLY

But It's nothing you ain't heard before

Flipped the drive-bys for lyrical fine dining

Greeb on the mic

Pique your appetite?

HERBIVORE

know that the juicuest flow's

Squeezed out of oranges

I make salads from the leaves of thesauruses

Abecedarian,apprentice,aspirant,admissible

Acceptable and adequate and average

More or less

I'm just an AMATEUR WORDSMITH

You'll be indifferent

The instant you've heard it

When I'm finished

You 'll be wishing you'd skipped the track

So here's five minutes you won't get back

I got the sauce in thr pan

So just let me cook

So that me mum and my nan

Can pretend it looks

Like they're pleased I eacaped

From the desk and books

And my degree's not a waste of the debts I took

Rap's bonne vivante?

Or whack hack,a crook

Perhapes my songs just haunt

LIKE I'M THE RAPADOOK?

My lines go on and on

Just like a babbline brook

Fishing for compliments without a catchy hook

The fact that this is my job's actually mental

'cause chance is any mic drop's accidental

Hit my street cred limit and my flow-verdraft

And if I'm making paper then it's only crafts

I flow so white like a grecian toga

Need one more pun here to meet my quota

The craft theme might still see me over

The only pigment here is medi-ochre

There 's never been a fella

So better of any melanin

Attempting to be clever

Rhyming melanin with theremin

Or terrapins called sheridan

Or trendy gyms with freeets in will heaven ever let me in?

I'm winging more thanseraphim

Pathetically projecting

Just a semblance of intelligebce

By sleccing into eloquence

Instead of making any sense

Like robin and his merry men

Arrested by the sheriff then

Subjected to experiments

Tk render them American

I'm just an AMATEUR WORDSMITH

You'll be indifferent

The instant you've heard it

When I'm finished

You 'll be wishing you'd skipped the track

So here's five minutes you won't get back

My couplets aren't scuffed as some you 've heard

I put a lot of care of in pairinv up the funny words

50% of the time?

Nifty attempt at a rhyme

The other half it's…

Well…it's not

My skill with similes I really haven't mastered

But lime a massive car crush

I'm slowly moving past it

Now we're at the point

I really didn't want to start yet

Let us now revisit the obligatory fast bit

Kid from the south ,pissing about

Lyrics aren't spitting just dribbling down

Spewing a slew musically askew

As I'm chewing up tunes

And then spitting them out

Falling at fame ,fairly forgettable

Shameless and vain,employing a pedestal

Quip and the flips

Are both varied and plentiful

Spit'em this quick

And they're nearly illegible

Tongue tasked with too much to handle

Bars so whack ,still can't hold a candle

Get that bag?It's straight from the landfill

But I have now featured with Dan Bull

But if my lyrics are lacking a little

It lengthens them leaning liberallh allterative

Lining up letters ,while lyrically gimmicky's

Leaving you locked with your lexicon limited

Looking for lines that alliterate wittily

Land you in loops in the leaves of a dictionary

Logging a litany of logical liberties

Letting the lemons elope in your limovsine

Lingvsitic littering , lazily writ

Less likely to leaving me labelled as lit

Lift up the lid and you plainly can tell

Clearly,I'm really just taking the L

Blimey,you're still here!Wow!

I didn't think you'd make it up until I slowed down

Thanks for humouring my stupor of a flow

You've been super and I know that you all wanna GO now

Just a smidgeon of revision

And some little new additions

As I fix up the bits that the original was missing

Reenvisaging felt fitting as we hit upon the million

Thanks for giving it a listen to revisit the begining

I appreciate I've kept you for some time

Witout books or a reference to gun crime

I've tweaked the beats

And I added some fun rhymes

But need to concede

It's still lacking a punchline