Tech N9ne ft. Tonesha Sanders - Seepage Lyrics

Moral is short in my heart and brain and spirits outta order
And now the lord of phallus
Have now recorded
Fallen angel warrior at the bottom drained a boiler
All remains a horror destroyer
In the middle of sodom and Gomorrah
Punk shit all around
Everybody been calling clown
The crawling town
Get wicked this sickness is falling down
Over this basic gay shit erase it
Face it make this hatred and make this place get apeshit
No kind of way you stopping this
Flow gonna make apocalypse
Power's stop lots of mocking shit
Lots of us often is blocking this
Optimist, positive hope for the future lost of awesomeness
I can get boss and alotta us will rot and pop like hot sausages
I am not the light I'm the opposite
For the narcissistic awfulness
I'm keepin tech off of his rocker
Black heart and darker
Peep it this is the thesis wrote in feces
I'm as beast as broken leashes
Little secret, I am his seepage

[Chorus]
Heartless darkness
I feel it seeping outta me
Watch this raw shit
Seeping out the anatomy
Heartless darkness
I feel it seeping outta me
It's gotta me nauseous the seepage deep inside of me
Touch it(touch it)
Feel it(feel it)
Love it(love it)
Seepage(seepage)
Touch it(touch it)
Feel it(feel it)
Love it(love it)
Seepage(seepage)

Do you believe in K.O.D?
Yes when you see him nod
He's in season the reason
Light is leaving he's even odd
All 6s and 7s
Mauled bitches and reverends
Frauds get and I get stepping
When the hog pit is in heaven
Dog shit if he's the messenger
When he take a threat then bless a wet nigga
Instead of getting a stretch and put death on the replica
That is the, weakest piece of release
But seepage has no discretion for checking a bra with a plethora is to lessen ya
Big Yates, he's stuck in the sick state
Some speaking at his fate
To be wack when he gets cake
Well, he's gets cake and the critics, they spit hate
But the sinister shit shakes so long to the Mixed Plate, I just ate
Punani and must-ard
Psychos in lust are
Skeeting seepage these nuts charred
What I got to say to people who pick at and gut stars
Say Imma lose the ability to bust hard, you fucktards

[Chorus]

The KODs a hothead
The shocks and the socks red
And the darkness is not dead
We can lock up like mop heads
Chop heads off suckas like my name was Achmed
Allah Akbar rugged Aaron Dantez Yatez
Oh muthafuckas I'm coming out of nose
I'm running out of his toes
His throat and clouded his soul
Peep his crowd at it grows
No matter which route is choose
He's climbing out of his globe
Don't doubt it how loud it blows