I'm Comin'

Droppin dimes on a high diva got beats and rhymes

I mean whatever man I be sort of like a reverand

Said I'd be back one day severin

Come now come all b'say sister and breddern

Whether'n you got faith or not

Beats fat like three cheese see I took walks with Jesus

Now it's time for me to make a reappearance

Now in form on beats and rhymes sample clearance

I do amazing miracle theorical cause I'm global

All around the world, from the Merc to Chernobyl

May be on the tongues of millions, like throat lozenges

Whateva I utter is butter, homogenous

To the stuff that they put in tapioca; style's pudding

Wrapped around your neck like a choker

When it comes to rhymes I got a plethora

I'm a definition of a sister who can flip it yo

So where you at? (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"

Lyrical wickedness, down to the bone like Medusa

I used ta, turn emcees to stone

I came to break down sounds and proto-plex'm

Excuse me, I'm mic checking, mic checking

one two three -- ask how to spell sweet

L-O-V-E, see, this is the flow that goes

well with the beat, T-Love on the street

I'm on the avenue, in the area, and

lyrical abra-sions, what I'm givin

All throughout my days and, occasion

I'm fazin, amazin.. cause I'm amazin in lo-o-o-ve

Plugin more Tunes than Trugoy to Dove

No static with Rhettmatic

but I'm up above see, ain't got time to kick it

Nah not for no booty B, the rhymes be too wicked

Oh so you can keep your sheeit, what?

So where you at? (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"

[Where you at?] (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"

I be a spitter, not a swallower

See I'm a leader not a follower

See I be like A.D. at a cholera

And my, vocal appearance

O.G. like KDAY, minus interference

Who got the flex next, my wreck'll be done soon

I'm makin mine so each flows I blows is like

hurricanes, it rains when I'mmm flowin

Wack rappers are the H20 growin

Tryin to be battlin, babblin downstream

I smoke verbs, smoke words, end thoughts in brown steam

I get DOWWWWWWN, like if I was in an armed robbery

Styles so fat, they clog an artery

I be on the go, I never run from the dough, I'm vamanos

Now there's steak with the beans and rice, and plantanos

Coast to coast, who works most

I, rise like yeast, they, crumble like toast

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] (I'm comin')

[So where you at?] (I'm comin')

[Where you at?] "From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this"

(I'm comin')

T-Love is.. (I'm comin')

I'm all that y'all, and to the back y'all

It's to the front y'all

It's on the, it's on the

it's on the one

Wanna give props to my boy who made the beat

This Kid Named Miles

Wanna give props to my boy Cutty

Cutty Mack, Cut Chemist

Thanks for the studio, and the use of

Red October storage facility

Peace