[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne] Ey My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented She been through trauma, more drama The dawn is gone, it's more tinted On this side it get's out of it How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slippin' to get the bottomless out of it? How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas like she an athiest Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this skeptic Next threat is Lupis on top of Epiliptic, Never rested Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it Brethren, Heaven, Tech is beggin' 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 sunray To let me know that you're coming or en route I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof
[Hook] Show me a God Ahh I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade Show me a God Ahh And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job Show me a God Ahh 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
[Verse 2] 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 ? 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 youngin', all I could do is stare at it Seizure after seizure, if I was you Wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary Sittin' in a insane asylum God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain If Momma go, how come I can't deny them And she only fifty-four, in a ward watchin' her war And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, cuz people are so deceivin' And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor Havin' all the soldiers screamin'
[Hook] Show me a God Ahh I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade Show me a God Ahh And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job Show me a God Ahh 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
[Verse 3] Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin' They need a ceilin', they say that Mother Nature, she the villain Plead a million, the bible, I read a bllion, 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 they're pillin' her false, still ain't no healin' her I 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 stoppin' these tragedies My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one What's gonna be done in two thousand twelve when hell's gonna be When the Earth aligned with the sun
[Hook] Show me a God Ahh I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade Show me a God Ahh And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job Show me a God Ahh 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