Walkin To Missouri - Sammy Kaye



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?]



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