T Love

I'm Comin'

T Love


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