Tonesha Sanders - Seepage lyrics

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Moral is shorter My heart and my brain and spirit's out of order And now the lord of phallus have thou recorder Fallen angel warrior at the bottom drained to boiler All remains a horror destroyer In the middle of Sodom and Gomorrah! Punk sh**, all around, everybody been calling clown The crawling town, get wicked Rip this sickness is falling down Over this basic gay sh**, erase it, face it Wake this hatred and make this place get APEsh*t! No kinda way you stopping this Flow gonna make apocalypse Power's stop lots of mocking sh** Lot of us often is blocking this Optimist, positive, hope for the Future's loss of awesomeness I can get boss and a lot of us will Rot and pop like hot sausages I am not the light, I'm the opposite Through narcissistic awfulness I'm keeping Tech off of this 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 the Seepage [Hook: Tonesha Sanders] Heartless darkness, I feel it seeping out of me Watch this raw sh** seeping out the anatomy Heartless darkness, I feel it seeping out of me It's gotten me nauseous, the seepage deep inside of me Touch it (Touch it) feel it (Feel it) Love it (Love it) seepage (Seepage) (2X) [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Do you believe in 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**hes and reverends Frauds quick get the steppin' When the hog pit it is in heaven Dog sh** if he's the messenger When he take a threat then bless a wet n***a Instead of getting a stretch and put d**h on a replica That is the weakest piece of release But the seepage has no discretion for Check in bro with a plethora is to lesson ya Big Yates, he's stuck in the sick state Some speaking that his fate's to be wack when he gets cake Well, he gets cake and the critics they spit hate But the sinister sh** shakes, so long to the Mixed Plate I just ate, pretty punane and mustard Psychos in lust are skeeting seepage, these nuts charred What I got to say to the people who pick at and gut stars Thinking I'mma lose the ability to bust hard, you f**tards! [Hook] [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 s**ers like my name was Ahmed Alahu Akbar rugged Aaron Dantez Yates Oh muhf**as I'm coming out of his nose I'm running out of his toes His throat and clouded 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!