The Second Coming by Tyler Cassidy Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Thank you for being with me tonight
For real though, I, Thanks though, I'm being serious
I really appreciate you listening to this fucking badass song
Fucking freak
[Verse 1]
I've returned to save the weak
Like the wolf from the sheep
Knocking down goliaths
Stack em up in high heaps (high heaps)
If I could I'd rap about my beats
But I've got zero, three minus three (minus three)
You cannot lock me down
And wanna set the highness free (set me free)
And I don't even like to do this shit
But i'm ruthless, they need me to move this shit
Cus I always keep it moving
Let me prove to you
Nothing's what I'm proving, OK?
I had some loose screws, so they screwed the screws in
Then I went back and then screwed them
It's the screwed up shit that sees the movement
God moves out- Sexin' moves in
Lucifer said it's time to make some new friends
We havin scoo-scootin' and you ain't gotta lose spins
[Hook x2]
This is as real as it gets
This is as real as it spits
You look confused, should I explain to you
The second coming kid, It just came to you
[Verse 2]
"But if I talk about god, my record won't get played!"
Homeboy, Kanye, you sound gay
Your shit so dead, you fucking rotting in grave
You're so fucking blind like charles comma ray (what?)
You ain't amazing, homie, you're flaming
By flaming, I mean it's dudes that you laying
You and your techno, R&B shit
Claim to get hip hop?
Man, you can't spit
Yo chris brown
Besides your little dick
You can't man up, so it's girls you like to hit
Yeah chrissy, I hit a bitch too
But one with a weiner kid, i'm talkin bout you
And this is me, I ain't exactly what you gettin
This is me, I ain't in every word that's written
This is me, I keep nothing hidden
This is me, the baby boy from the man
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
It just came to me (came to me)
You see, god whispered my name to me
This is what it came to be
Mufasa, the prince of the wild
Mind of an elder, heart of a child
Pure at heart, but seldom does he smile (never smiles)
He just travels on, mile after mile (Travel on)
Rock that sexy shit on them, pile after pile
After a while, he expects more to steal his style (they will)
That's how it is, set a new trend
But nottin was set up
I've been real since I began
And I don't like no one, never befriend
Never will I love
I only resent
Bow down put your hands and repent
Once again, accidently having sinned
Bow down put your hands and repent
Once again, accidently having sinned
[Hook x2]
This is as real as it gets
This is as real as it spits
You look confused, should I explain to you (I love you America)
The second coming kid, It just came to you
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Thank you for being with me tonight
For real though, I, Thanks though, I'm being serious
I really appreciate you listening to this fucking badass song
Fucking freak
[Verse 1]
I've returned to save the weak
Like the wolf from the sheep
Knocking down goliaths
Stack em up in high heaps (high heaps)
If I could I'd rap about my beats
But I've got zero, three minus three (minus three)
You cannot lock me down
And wanna set the highness free (set me free)
And I don't even like to do this shit
But i'm ruthless, they need me to move this shit
Cus I always keep it moving
Let me prove to you
Nothing's what I'm proving, OK?
I had some loose screws, so they screwed the screws in
Then I went back and then screwed them
It's the screwed up shit that sees the movement
God moves out- Sexin' moves in
Lucifer said it's time to make some new friends
We havin scoo-scootin' and you ain't gotta lose spins
[Hook x2]
This is as real as it gets
This is as real as it spits
You look confused, should I explain to you
The second coming kid, It just came to you
[Verse 2]
"But if I talk about god, my record won't get played!"
Homeboy, Kanye, you sound gay
Your shit so dead, you fucking rotting in grave
You're so fucking blind like charles comma ray (what?)
You ain't amazing, homie, you're flaming
By flaming, I mean it's dudes that you laying
You and your techno, R&B shit
Claim to get hip hop?
Man, you can't spit
Yo chris brown
Besides your little dick
You can't man up, so it's girls you like to hit
Yeah chrissy, I hit a bitch too
But one with a weiner kid, i'm talkin bout you
And this is me, I ain't exactly what you gettin
This is me, I ain't in every word that's written
This is me, I keep nothing hidden
This is me, the baby boy from the man
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
It just came to me (came to me)
You see, god whispered my name to me
This is what it came to be
Mufasa, the prince of the wild
Mind of an elder, heart of a child
Pure at heart, but seldom does he smile (never smiles)
He just travels on, mile after mile (Travel on)
Rock that sexy shit on them, pile after pile
After a while, he expects more to steal his style (they will)
That's how it is, set a new trend
But nottin was set up
I've been real since I began
And I don't like no one, never befriend
Never will I love
I only resent
Bow down put your hands and repent
Once again, accidently having sinned
Bow down put your hands and repent
Once again, accidently having sinned
[Hook x2]
This is as real as it gets
This is as real as it spits
You look confused, should I explain to you (I love you America)
The second coming kid, It just came to you