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