Seepage - Tech N9ne feat Tonesha Sanders
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Moral is shorter
My heart and my brain and spirits' out of order
And now the lord of falice have thou recorder
Fallen angel warrior at the bottom drained to boiler
All remains a horror, destroyer
In the middle of saddam and gamorda?
Punk sh_t all around
Everybody been calling clown
The crawlin town?
Get wicked, rip this, sickness is fallin down
Over this basic, gay sh_t, erase it, face it
Wake this hatred and make this place get APESH_T!
No kinda way you stoppin this
Flow gonna make apocalypse
Powers stop lots of mockin sh_t
Lot of us often is blockin this
Optimists, positive hope for the futures loss of awesomeness
I can get boss and alot of us will rot and pop like hot sausages
I am not the light, I'm the opposite
Through narcassistic awfulness
I'm keeping tech off of this rocker
Black heart, I'm darker, peep it this is the thesis wrote in fesus
I'm as beast as broke in leashes, little secret I am in seepage.
[Chorus: Tonesha Sanders & Tech N9ne]
Heartless, Darkness, I feel it seeping out of me.
Watch this, Raw sh_t, seepin out the anatomy.
Heartless, Darkness, I feel it seeping out of me.
It's gotten me nausious the seepage deep inside of me
[x2:]
{Touch it (touch it)
Feel It (feel it)
Love it (love it)
Seepage (Seepage)}
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Do you believe it KOD
Yes when you see them nod.
He's in season, the reason
Light is leaving he's even/odd
All 6's and 7's, mauled b_tches and reverends
Frauds quick gonna get stepped in
When the hog pit it is in heaven
Dog sh_t if he's the messenger
When he take a threat then bless a wet n_gga
Instead of getting a strech and put death on a replica
That is the weakest piece of release
But the seepage has no disgretion for
Checkin bro with a plathora of weapons to lessen ya (Chaa)
Big Yates he's stuck in the sick state
Some speakin that his fate to be wack when he gets cake
Well, he gets cake and the critics they spit hate
But the sinister sh_t shakes so long to The Mixplate (Chaa)
I just ate (cha!) put a punane and mustard
Cycles in lust stars eating seepage these nuts charred
What I got to say to the people who pick at and gut stars
Thinkin I'm a lose the ability to bust hard, YOU F_CKTARDS!
[Chorus: Tonesha Sanders & Tech N9ne]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
The KOD's a hothead
The shocks and the socks red
And the darkness is not dead
Regalide? up like mop-heads
Chop heads off soldier like my name was ack-med (I know it's ahmed, but it's how it sounds)
Alahua ackembah rogget ardem dantes yates (not actual translation)
Oh Muh-f_ckas I'm coming out of his nose
I'm running out of his toes
His throat and clotted his soul
Peep his crowd as it grows
No matter what route is chose
He's climbing right out his globe
Don't doubt it, how loud it blows.
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