Tech N9ne - Aw Yeah? (Intervention)

(Domine...) Question for the the maker... and it's... aw yeah? This the way it's supposed to be huh? Alright Sippin' On a glass of red wine Right before bedtime thinkin' Everybody down here trippin' If you up there Upstairs This is N9na tellin' you to listen The vision I'm givin' Everyday life is dumpin' on us like a pigeon I get many enemies with this Forbes list But I get rid of energy from piss poor pricks Can I get to heaven? All I get is threatened Every time I get more chips Gotta grip four fifths For the sick forces I gotta fight All of the night with cops, Crips Bloods with sore fists And them Nazis wanna hem Hadji Up it ain't too many men godly Hideous so many cities bust in Ferguson to Libya, Benghazi Human equality never been a level playin' field Man it been wobbly So many circles of sin rob me That's why we go angel to grim Cosby's! Yellin' this to my superior The grading of love is inferior Upon this earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria Are you serious? I could never think of burying my children p-p-period Nigeria, I'ma yell while I'm walking through this hell 'cause I'm furious! Zuse, you know what's up, he said you got to pack a toy (toy, toy) But why you got to let the bodies drop in a coffee shop in Aussie (Aussie, oi oi oi) But around here, loving coco's the bomb Meanwhile so many people are taken out by the hands of Boko Haram Aw yeah?! They gotta suffer the penalty 'cause of our education Nobody wanna say nothing but I gotta call it abomination Pissed off they go at this cost What these babies blood drippin' for? So I say in Latin, listen Lord! Audire Domine! (Audire Domine) Audire Domine! (Audire Domine) Only way people are gonna be able to kill off a demon is Pick up a gun and be ready to put it between him A nigga be screamin', "Audire Domine!" (Audire Domine) No fear the only way Every day flatten the beast At least Anonymous is hacking for peace And yet we gotta bust 'cause we packing a piece Choke not another one of us for the snappin' police Who the hell a brother gonna trust when it's always dishonor Hate me like Obama And I ain't even got around to askin' you the question, God What about my mama?