Letra de 'Second Wind' de Heath McNease

I caught my second wind, to be safe you dubbed a tape, and I'm still making your record skip, you can call
it recklessness, yes it is, expect the best, nothing less than it, early Grits was the genesis of my
exodus into yes yes y'alls, it was my metamorphosis from amorphous music into a form that's more amusing,
do it with words and wits and verbs and quips, observe all the people in the church flip, when you kick
the multi-syllabic lyrical tirade, if they try to make me leave I'll stay, they don't know me and I won't
leave, and I won't be a crony to people who are phony, but let me rock a show and you're not gonna know
what hit you all in the nose, not cacophonous flows, just the raucous rock n roll that you're rocking so
often when you're tired of collar popping novices talking the nonsense

Can I just get a second to catch my breath?
Yeah I feel so refreshed
Now I'm back in it again, to win it again
For all you women and men, I caught my second wind
Do you just need a second to catch your breath?
Yeah feel so refreshed
Now you're back in it again, to win it again
All you women and men, catch your second wind

I'd like to recite to you the song I sing when all the things in life are skewed, recite this tune if you
reside in truth, you can rewind it too if you're inclined to do, you can recline and listen, but be kind,
no dissing, inside this guy there's a sensitive side and I don't like to cry in public or in private, so
don't make me cry in public or in private, dynamite stick mic, when I write just light the fuse, make,
break, then rewrite the rules, gotta rap about rapping, it's the credibility test, everyone is really the
best, I know it's silly, yes, I'd prefer to rap about anything else, but anything else isn't what sells,
so I'm belting it over the fence with an over-intense show of immense overconfidence knowing that I'm not
this

Not straight from the west coast, Bronx, or the bricks, I'm straight from the sticks and I'm eight-foot-
six with a three-foot pedestal set under my feet, it's the soapbox I use when I speak, but for a split
second you might have thought my height was Nephilim-like, yeah right, I'm a half pint desperado blessed
with this bravado, "second best is first worst" is my motto, charismatic like an orator, you can call me
Lord Vader, join the dark side now, use the force later, none more greater, remain aware of the ornery
tornado, born normal to bore haters, inhale exhale, let's just excel when we set sail, wrecking the set,
yell, and let them set bail at whatever price they like, we'll all be free again by the end of the night