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the noise (band) - 2nd coming lyrics

it’s uhh… it’s the noise aka fusia phantom aka the almighty flow switcher aka uhh… i’ll bag ya grandma n-gga
yeah yeah yeah, i step in this b-tch and go super saiyan
i’m the truest f-ck the sh-t that you be sayin
fusia phantom, seconding coming. who been praying?
f-ck that fake -ss rapping thug that you portraying lil n-gga
know this sh-t is way too easy
be myself, you other n-ggas way too weezy, way too drizzy, way too kendrick, way too breezy, way too cole and sean and future, way too yeezy!
n-gga i’m just out here testin’ waters, testin’ borders, every time a sess’ in order….it’s crazy
don’t invite me to the booth lil boi
you ain’t ready for these effin mortars
i let the almighty flow finesse ya daughter
i got heat, like arizona, texas, florida
i need foreign shawties, ones that come from georgia
talkin bout the one that’s on the chechen border
i should charge a quarter of a ki for verses
when i hop on beats they leave in he-rs-s
need the nurses
them n-ggas these n-ggas be in raps is not the n-ggas that they be in person
i ont stress it doe
let these n-ggas keep on flexin doe n-ggas say they smokin on that loud pack..that sh-t be smelling like oregano
man y’all ain’t effin low
man i ont press a hoe
i barely text a hoe, man i just s-x a how
she ain’t trynna kick it like atletico?…
i freeze the convo like i’m elsa n-gga and i let it go
diamonds in my ear they singin let it snow
my homie servin green and white; that’s lettuce snow
shawty said she need my number
i said the one that you need is the one before 7-0!
and b-tch i step in the booth and i flame on
i ain’t fibbin’ , imma rappin napalm
i ain’t kiddin’, but i ball like jason…
in his prime so n-gga know it’s game on
i might’ve switched the flow
i might’ve switched the name
i still could get ya hoe
i still could get ya main
i’m in a different zone, i’m in a different lane
and i can still spit the sh-t that’ll pick ya brain
ya sh-t is lame, ya sh-t is plain, my piff is plane
we just want money, forget the fame. thinking that you better than me? that’s just inane
all i see and hear is “cha-ching”
see i’m on fire all beats get slain
i ain’t playin like my wrist was sprained always goin against the grain
y’all ain’t close to me like i’m a distant cousin
i’m the second coming
rappin e.e. c-mmings
y’all ain’t see me comin
y’all been stevie wonderin’
deaf or something
they ont know i’m touching c-notes on the low like i was playin keys in the b-ss clef or something
at the top, ain’t close ain’t near or next to nothin
and you better show me your respect or something for i let go, pull out my turtleneck flow and be at all you n-ggas f-ckin necks or something
boi i treat the game like it was chess or something!
i know what i’m doin, i know how i’m movin so just mind ya bidness
can’t partic-p-te you just gone have to witness this greatness man
the game is broken and i be the maintenance man
they ont know how far that imma take it man
my rhymes’ll touch the beat: annihilation man
my rhymes’ll touch the beat: violation man
im at ya girl crib playin omar epps, and you know that she sanaa lathan man
i be that n-gga when i’m by myself, but i be the greatest when i get with dathan man and they don’t know how far that imma take it man…
i’m high feel like i’m in a sp-ceship man don’t f-ck with y’all, y’all lacking creativity in y’all creations man and i’m just sayin man, i’m just sayin man!
look, i’m snapping on every track these n-ggas send me
that’s probably the reason that they wanna end me, that’s probably the reason that these n-ggas envy like…
but only time the second coming coming second is when i’m s-xin
all these hoes be textin but i be neglectin and after awhile they finally get the message
like, like “we should leave this boi alone
that boi makin music, that boi in the zone, that boi in his home”
this is off the dome, n-gga
i’m just snappin n-gga
i be rappin n-gga,you be actin n-gga
ain’t a factor n-gga
don’t be trappin n-gga, don’t be rappin n-gga
white girls on me n-gga: i’m stackin crackers n-ggas
and i’m stackin bread, that’s f-ckin crackers n-ggas
f-ckin preaching like i was a pastor n-gga
i ont give a f-ck!
second coming coming f-ckin back…n-gga that’s the rapture n-gga!
i ont give a f-ck and …..????????
woah!……….d-mn

- the noise band lyrics

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