
Show Me A God Tech N9ne
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[Segue]
Anger
[Intro]
I gotta get this one out of me before we start this album
Rob Rebeck
I want this one to go before the intro so they'll know
What this album's fo'
[Verse 1]
Ayy, my momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented
She been through trauma, more drama
The dawn is gone, it's more content on this side, it gets out of it
How does a prophet who loved God as his father slip and then get the bottomless side of it? (Rrr)
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas like she an atheist?
Maybe it's the faith that is making this lady and crazy has made me this, skeptic, next threat is lupus on top of epileptic
Never rested, psychiatrist forever tested, reverend blessed it
Brethren, heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas (Rrr)
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit
It better get better quick
How you let her get sick with bread invested? (Rrr)
In the church every Sunday (Rrr), I've been searchin' for one way (Rrr)
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray (Rrr)
To let me know that you're coming or en route
I'm 'bout 99, but I need 100% proof!
Anger
[Intro]
I gotta get this one out of me before we start this album
Rob Rebeck
I want this one to go before the intro so they'll know
What this album's fo'
[Verse 1]
Ayy, my momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented
She been through trauma, more drama
The dawn is gone, it's more content on this side, it gets out of it
How does a prophet who loved God as his father slip and then get the bottomless side of it? (Rrr)
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas like she an atheist?
Maybe it's the faith that is making this lady and crazy has made me this, skeptic, next threat is lupus on top of epileptic
Never rested, psychiatrist forever tested, reverend blessed it
Brethren, heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas (Rrr)
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit
It better get better quick
How you let her get sick with bread invested? (Rrr)
In the church every Sunday (Rrr), I've been searchin' for one way (Rrr)
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray (Rrr)
To let me know that you're coming or en route
I'm 'bout 99, but I need 100% proof!
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