Lyrics Comin' Thru - Chali 2na

Comin' Thru

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?