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Show Me A God - Tech N9ne ~ K.O.D.
[Verse 1]
Ey!
My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented,
She been through trauma, more drama,
The dawn is gone, it's more tinted,
On this side, it get's out of it,
How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slippin' to get the bottom?
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas, like she an athiest,
Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this skeptic,
Next threat is Lupis on top of Epiliptic, Never rested,
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it,
Brethren, Heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas,
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit,
It better get better quick, how you let her get sick with bread invested,
In the church every sunday,
I've been searchin' for one way,
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray,
To let me know that you're coming or en route,
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof!
[Hook]
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is Listening when I'm down on my knees!
[Verse 2]
Where was the Passion of Christ?
What happened to passin' his life for the masses?
Bad, it ain't happenin' twice,
'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab (???)
I need your help, and I'm not askin' it nice,
All in life it's been paramedics,
All my life comin' up all I heard "Is There A Medic?",
A youngin', all I could do is stare at it,
Seizure after seizure, if I was you,
Wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary,
If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary,
Sittin' in a insane asylum,
God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em,
To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain,
If Momma go, how come I can't deny them?
And she's only fifty-four, in a ward watchin' her war,
And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, 'cause people are so deceivin',
And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor,
Havin' all the soldiers screamin'!
[Hook]
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees!
[Verse 3]
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin',
They need a ceilin', they say that Mother Nature, she the villain,
Plead a million, the bible, I read a bllion, Still I'm free to see the real,
And my feet are grillin', 'cause hellish heat is buildin' up,
Think my momma ain't ill enough? It's killin' us,
I will erupt if they're pillin' her false, still ain't no healin' her,
I been searchin' for answers, but I find nothin' but man stuff,
That puts a damper on the current problem at hand bruh,
Or whatever it is, I will never forgive,
Anybody who take Marty, better get her to live,
She's so sick, it don't matter how much cheddar I give,
To the thing or the lady, here's a letter to his,
Majesty, why ain't you stoppin' these tragedies?
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one,
What's gonna be done in two thousand twelve when hell's gonna be
When the Earth's aligned with the sun!
[Hook]
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' thats it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees!
[Outro]
That's why I be lookin' for ghosts! Or somethin' supernatural. The only thing I know Supernatural, is the rapper. Maybe if I saw something like that it'd make me change my life or somethin'. Now let's get into K.O.D....
Let me know corrections/additions so I can fix this.
[Verse 1]
Ey!
My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented,
She been through trauma, more drama,
The dawn is gone, it's more tinted,
On this side, it get's out of it,
How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slippin' to get the bottom?
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas, like she an athiest,
Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this skeptic,
Next threat is Lupis on top of Epiliptic, Never rested,
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it,
Brethren, Heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas,
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit,
It better get better quick, how you let her get sick with bread invested,
In the church every sunday,
I've been searchin' for one way,
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray,
To let me know that you're coming or en route,
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof!
[Hook]
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is Listening when I'm down on my knees!
[Verse 2]
Where was the Passion of Christ?
What happened to passin' his life for the masses?
Bad, it ain't happenin' twice,
'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab (???)
I need your help, and I'm not askin' it nice,
All in life it's been paramedics,
All my life comin' up all I heard "Is There A Medic?",
A youngin', all I could do is stare at it,
Seizure after seizure, if I was you,
Wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary,
If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary,
Sittin' in a insane asylum,
God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em,
To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain,
If Momma go, how come I can't deny them?
And she's only fifty-four, in a ward watchin' her war,
And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, 'cause people are so deceivin',
And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor,
Havin' all the soldiers screamin'!
[Hook]
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees!
[Verse 3]
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin',
They need a ceilin', they say that Mother Nature, she the villain,
Plead a million, the bible, I read a bllion, Still I'm free to see the real,
And my feet are grillin', 'cause hellish heat is buildin' up,
Think my momma ain't ill enough? It's killin' us,
I will erupt if they're pillin' her false, still ain't no healin' her,
I been searchin' for answers, but I find nothin' but man stuff,
That puts a damper on the current problem at hand bruh,
Or whatever it is, I will never forgive,
Anybody who take Marty, better get her to live,
She's so sick, it don't matter how much cheddar I give,
To the thing or the lady, here's a letter to his,
Majesty, why ain't you stoppin' these tragedies?
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one,
What's gonna be done in two thousand twelve when hell's gonna be
When the Earth's aligned with the sun!
[Hook]
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' thats it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees!
[Outro]
That's why I be lookin' for ghosts! Or somethin' supernatural. The only thing I know Supernatural, is the rapper. Maybe if I saw something like that it'd make me change my life or somethin'. Now let's get into K.O.D....
Let me know corrections/additions so I can fix this.
Strange Music Box - Tech N9ne (ft. Krizz Kaliko & Brotha Lynch Hung)
[Intro]
Aww, Dwamn! Do ya'll realize what ya'll done did?!
Ya'll done opened up a can of sick ass!
And its about to eat yall quick fast, hey!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
I've been hibernatin' in the deepest darkest part of Necropolis,
Now that I'm poppin' this top, yes, I'm the opposite of monogamous,
Ménage, ya get offered it in this box a bit,
Hostile is gotta get twisted, I'm not with this Apocalypse,
Hollarin' Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne Shit! I'm lovin' it!
I'm a drug to this grudge and it's with my covenant, I'll plug a bitch,
Lovin' this mug is what the ruckus is, psycho thug with it,
Falling down like Micheal Douglas with the ruggishness,
Addadimean, they wonderin' why did I bring this side of my dream,
The Nina's a horror machine, dolla for dolla, I balla for all'a my green,
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got a evil plan for ya,
And you're about to get dropped, this box is worse than pandora, (Hahahahaha!)
They're gonna laugh at you, 'cause I had to do what I had to do,
Went tap on you like Shap'll do,
Beatin' 'em up and shootin' 'em up then stab a few,
Sad ya knew that you had your crew and they ass are through,
I'm killin' 'em and throwin' 'em back at you!
[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
(The Black Music Box)
[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko]
See once they open my lid, I'ma give it to 'em,
Ever since I was a little bitty kid, I've been truly ruined,
I'm reflecting on what I did 'fore I ran into 'em,
I used to be a fat jerk, now I flirt 'cause the scent of a woman,
Now I don't act like, walk like the nigga that you used to know,
Now I sing and rap about the Strange life, it's beautiful,
Tell it to 'em like a gen-i-ius,
Spit it out like I thought you knew,
Bubblin', hope you hear me thizz,
Prayin' to God I make it through,
Kali bad, Check my strange box of tricks,
Kaliko, alley cat, lyrical, watch his lips,
He can go really fast, slow it down, and stop that shit,
Or make it (Dumb) to make sure you niggas got that shit!
I'm just playin' with music, I'm the elite heat speech chief,
Play me and watch they feet turn Beatstreet,
'Cause I'm blowin' off they socks, The Freddie Foxxx out my box,
There's somethin' Strange goin' on in that box, Kali Baby!
[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
(The Big Blue Music Box)
[Verse 3 - Brotha Lynch Hung]
Spiderman, off of this lyrical Vicodin,
Off of this here we go, I get it ins,
Spittin' that petro, let go, Tech know, sets blow,
Come see about me nigga!
Figga this, I'ma get venomous, takin' out ten of us,
Niggas is sweet like cinnamon, wait, but then again,
I'ma pick up the pen again,
Bend 'em in half, blood bath,
Then I'ma laugh, then I'ma smash, the I'ma ask,
The I'ma blast first, them I'ma send him his ending, cut 'em up,
Fuckin' him up the rectum, I disect the man,
I'm try to eat the neck and hand,
Slice him up like a Mexican,
Seconds, then his body is fricassee, shit is bleedin',
You should see him, or you can be him,
I got dead human beings in the freezer, I'ma believer,
I ain't no Wally Cleaver, but I carry a meat cleaver,
I speak geek to people, I'm lethal, a little strange,
I eat it with cream of wheat and some butter that's mixed with brains,
I'm the Coat Hanger Strangler,
Hangin' him up, he's fried rice, he tried twice,
He's dry ice, tell 'em Tech N9ne!
[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
[Intro]
Aww, Dwamn! Do ya'll realize what ya'll done did?!
Ya'll done opened up a can of sick ass!
And its about to eat yall quick fast, hey!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
I've been hibernatin' in the deepest darkest part of Necropolis,
Now that I'm poppin' this top, yes, I'm the opposite of monogamous,
Ménage, ya get offered it in this box a bit,
Hostile is gotta get twisted, I'm not with this Apocalypse,
Hollarin' Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne Shit! I'm lovin' it!
I'm a drug to this grudge and it's with my covenant, I'll plug a bitch,
Lovin' this mug is what the ruckus is, psycho thug with it,
Falling down like Micheal Douglas with the ruggishness,
Addadimean, they wonderin' why did I bring this side of my dream,
The Nina's a horror machine, dolla for dolla, I balla for all'a my green,
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got a evil plan for ya,
And you're about to get dropped, this box is worse than pandora, (Hahahahaha!)
They're gonna laugh at you, 'cause I had to do what I had to do,
Went tap on you like Shap'll do,
Beatin' 'em up and shootin' 'em up then stab a few,
Sad ya knew that you had your crew and they ass are through,
I'm killin' 'em and throwin' 'em back at you!
[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
(The Black Music Box)
[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko]
See once they open my lid, I'ma give it to 'em,
Ever since I was a little bitty kid, I've been truly ruined,
I'm reflecting on what I did 'fore I ran into 'em,
I used to be a fat jerk, now I flirt 'cause the scent of a woman,
Now I don't act like, walk like the nigga that you used to know,
Now I sing and rap about the Strange life, it's beautiful,
Tell it to 'em like a gen-i-ius,
Spit it out like I thought you knew,
Bubblin', hope you hear me thizz,
Prayin' to God I make it through,
Kali bad, Check my strange box of tricks,
Kaliko, alley cat, lyrical, watch his lips,
He can go really fast, slow it down, and stop that shit,
Or make it (Dumb) to make sure you niggas got that shit!
I'm just playin' with music, I'm the elite heat speech chief,
Play me and watch they feet turn Beatstreet,
'Cause I'm blowin' off they socks, The Freddie Foxxx out my box,
There's somethin' Strange goin' on in that box, Kali Baby!
[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
(The Big Blue Music Box)
[Verse 3 - Brotha Lynch Hung]
Spiderman, off of this lyrical Vicodin,
Off of this here we go, I get it ins,
Spittin' that petro, let go, Tech know, sets blow,
Come see about me nigga!
Figga this, I'ma get venomous, takin' out ten of us,
Niggas is sweet like cinnamon, wait, but then again,
I'ma pick up the pen again,
Bend 'em in half, blood bath,
Then I'ma laugh, then I'ma smash, the I'ma ask,
The I'ma blast first, them I'ma send him his ending, cut 'em up,
Fuckin' him up the rectum, I disect the man,
I'm try to eat the neck and hand,
Slice him up like a Mexican,
Seconds, then his body is fricassee, shit is bleedin',
You should see him, or you can be him,
I got dead human beings in the freezer, I'ma believer,
I ain't no Wally Cleaver, but I carry a meat cleaver,
I speak geek to people, I'm lethal, a little strange,
I eat it with cream of wheat and some butter that's mixed with brains,
I'm the Coat Hanger Strangler,
Hangin' him up, he's fried rice, he tried twice,
He's dry ice, tell 'em Tech N9ne!
[Hook]
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
