[Tech N9ne]
Ey, my momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented
She been through trauma, mo' drama, the dawn is gone, it's more tinted
On this side, it gets out of it
How does a prophet who love God as his father
slippin to get the bottomness out of it?
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas?
Like she an atheist, maybe it's the faith that is makin
this lady as crazy and has made me this, SCEPTIC!
Next threat is lupis on top of epileptic! Never rested!
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it
Brethren, heaven, Tech is begging 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 sun ray
To let me know that you're coming or en route
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof!
[Chorus]
Show me a God!! Ahhhhh!!
I'm kinda feelin that it is a façade
Show me a God!! Ahhhhhh!!
And if it is, why ain't He doin his job?
Show me a God!! Ahhhhhh!!!!
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!
[Tech N9ne]
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 in the stagnant nights
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 young'n, all I could do is stare at it
Seizure after seizure, if I was you, would ne'er let it
be here-dittary, if Aaron get it, I swear that it's scary
Sittin in a insane asylum
God or God's ghost, man I aim to find Him
to take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain
If momma go, how come I cain't deny them?
And she 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 poo, havin all the soldiers screaming
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne]
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin
They need a ceiling, they say that Mother Nature, she the villain
And plead a million, the Bible, I read a billion
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 the pill in her false 'til ain't no healin up
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, that 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 stopping these tragedies?
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one
What's gonna be DONE, in 2012
When hell's gonna be when the Earth's aligned with the sun!
SHOW ME A GOD!
[Chorus]
[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 somethin like that
it'd make me change my life or somethin...
Now let's get into K.O.D...
