2nd Coming (Prod by T-Lick)
• Written by T-Lick
T-Lick will be the second comin or the first of nothin
If this shit isn't perfect then I'm headed for destruction
End of discussion, no I will not argue with you
Reopening old wounds and scarred your tissue
Hard to misuse such a gift as this
My impetus is limitless
I'm winning each olympic lift even if I slipped a disk
Images flickerin,
Chillin listenin to the continuous bickerin
Venemous sentences effortless
One hundred isn't enough to measure my percentages
On the edge of a cliff critiquing a perfectionist
Like what's your preference? That isn't really artistry
You couldn't play this at a party dog this isn't Cardi B
Refer to me as your majesty verbally I'm a travesty
Certain to be splattering your internal anatomy
all over the tapestry
Slapping Adam then splitting after harassing Eve
When you mention Lick attach the T with a dash between
I do it for the bounce just like a trampoline
My squad is lit you should revamp your team
Reconvene, I'm fat as fuck, these pussy cats are lean
Like codeine my phone rings, and I'm not gonna answer it
I don't have the lip like a lost a can of dip
My plans to skip the bullshit and head straight to the top
Never wait with the flock I'ma take what I want
(Chorus x2)
I swear to God that I've been moving at a mile a minute
Every time I try to slow it down and can't apply the friction
And the hill keeps getting steeper, amplifying the distance
In the moment though I'm focused and I can't realize the difference
Fuck a Scottish skirt, my life is off kilter
Tap water flows because I don't got filters
When it comes to illegitimate shit I am not familiar
Long distance not a sprinter I'm a winner not a quitter
Number one contender weather it's summer or winter
December or September I'm the sun at the center
The one to remember, I'm my own mentor
Killin Marcus Aurelius, become Rome's emperor
Stand up in the lecture interrupting the professor
Tell him he needs to tighten it up like a compressor
Indentured servants gettin nervous rendered worthless
When the best emerges blessed with verses tight as a feminist virgin
Forever searching for what is missin and the definition
For what is liven? But never certain.
Never certain. When I'm burdened I unlock the cage and fly away
While you hibernate I'm wide awake it's time to slay
Catch me by the bay, sippin Pacificos like a ritual
Miserable kids just sit at home T-Licks a grown individual
Making shit look simple even though it's difficult
Very original never stereotypical
Rarely subliminal, but seek and you can find it
Words corresponding with the galaxy's alignment
Bars will drive you crazy like solitary confinement
But the shit you spit is trash and cannot compare to the silence
(Chorus x2)
I swear to God that I've been moving at a mile a minute
Every time I try to slow it down and can't apply the friction
And the hill keeps getting steeper, amplifying the distance
In the moment though I'm focused and I can't realize the difference
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T-Lick
Member since February 11 2018