T.Love - I'm Comin' (clean) lyrics

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 bu*ter, h*mogenous 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