Comin' Thru - Chali 2na

Welcome to terrordome…

I’m your host the friendly neighborhood baritone

Vocals channel the spirits of old poets

I don’t drink my glass never behold Moet

Similar to barroom is Dunbar

From the crew you thought was just all and one

Star… now

I’m one-sixth of a clique that bumps shit

While commercial counterparts speak of constant

Conflict I’m…

(Comin' through today)

A lot of details

Oh my body be scales

I’m from Ida B. Wells

People see I’ll and good times just like eleven

With a really deep militant mind like Michael Evans

Every posse recline watch me get applause

Forming reservoirs on your desert shores

Your witnessing mental and verbal fitness friend

Tuna fish that descended from Lake Michigan

All day when I say

I’m much more than just some backpack crap

Intelligent rap act or militant black cat… I’m

Killin' venemous platinum plaque rats

I’m forever spittin' relevent facts and that’s that

And how you play the game

Is how the game plays you, way true

Haters is wild style like phase two

Touring without rest and blessed

My skull’s laced with time

Taking your place then pass metal detections… yes

Instant vintage, deep in the trenches

Every sisters can leave speakers defenseless

Peeking through fences and speaking bleaker like

Memphis

Peaking your interest with heat-seeking intentions

(Comin' through today)

I’m from the city where they

Buried Al Capone and house music was born

Robert Kelly performed and heavy styles was shown

I made hidra and settled miles from home

Coast to coast LA from Chicago

Whether your gospel your spittin' is really gospel

The kid that kicked with Matt

Apocalyptic rap, I can’t come to grips but that’s

That

Your learnin' why the turntable turnin'

People should know me more than for

Just the verbal Herman… Munster, what?