Droppin dimes on a high, diva got, beats and rhymes I mean whatever man, I be sort of like a reverand Said Id be back one day, severin Come now, come all bsay, sister and breddern Whethern you got faith or not Beats fat like three cheese, see, I took walks with Jesus Now its time for me to make a reappearance Now in form, on beats and rhymes sample clearance I do amazing miracle theorical, cause Im 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 styles pudding Wrapped around your neck like a choker When it comes to rhymes I got a plethora Im a definition of a sister who can flip it yo So where you at? Im comin [So where you at?] Im comin [Where you at?] Im 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 protoplexm Excuse me, Im mic checking, mic checking One two three ask how to spell sweet LOVE, see, this is the flow that goes Well with the beat, TLove on the street Im on the avenue, in the area, and Lyrical abrasions, what Im givin All throughout my days and, occasion Im fazin, amazin.. cause Im amazin in looove Plugin more Tunes than Trugoy to Dove No static with Rhettmatic But Im up above see, aint 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? Im comin [So where you at?] Im comin [Where you at?] Im comin [So where you at?] From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this [Where you at?] Im comin [So where you at?] Im comin [Where you at?] Im comin [So where you at?] From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this I be a spitter, not a swallower See Im 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 wreckll be done soon Im makin mine so each flows I blows is like Hurricanes, it rains when Immm 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, Im vamanos Now theres 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?] Im comin [Where you at?] Im comin [So where you at?] Im comin [Where you at?] From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this [So where you at?] Im comin [Where you at?] Im comin [So where you at?] Im comin [Where you at?] From the midsts of the darkness, I come with this Im comin TLove is.. Im comin Im all that yall, and to the back yall Its to the front yall Its on the, its on the Its 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
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