Tech N9ne – What's Yo Psycho? Lyrics
(Intro: Icey Rock Craven)
Born in the basement of Bizzle
Brought to life by Icey Rock and Tech N9ne
The many faces of madness
I bring to you, the NNUTTHOWZE!
(Hook: Tech N9ne) x2
NNUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Sick shit is our business
Fly high by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me know
What's yo psycho?
(Verse 1: Tech N9ne)
My psychosis is I can't keep focus
Without doses of beautiful hostesses. Oh shit
So thick, roasted I dosed it I’m so sick with it. Ladies
Supposed to get, get it below the clit lick it, I rose to get wicked, ya dig it?!
By designer, I’m the kind to climb be-
-hind a fine dime to slime her. Wine and
Dine thine is minor when it’s time to grind her
Blind with signs, I’m gonna find a vagina!
Malebolgia came to ground hoes
The town ho chose the ground poles look-a-nigga sounds vulgar!
Know the loads blow, the closure's all over
Her clothes but told ya, I'm sick for sex-posure!
Ain't no secret, I really love to eat it
That queef spit sends chill bumps down my back when they release it
Sometimes I just wish that I could cut it out and keep it
That 6688846993 shit
(Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung)
Sloberin at the mouth I love my teeth I chew that meat up
I really dont give a fuck I do that heat 'um up while leak up
Slices of me N I N E, S T R A N G E
Get off tonight yo hit the night though
Heat when I hear a ATB
Off the hook like a fish with his lip cut
She never got away rip gut
Creepin behind me you'll find a dead ???? I ain't lyin'
Cut off the head and I hide it
Devide the body up I'm probably the sickest nigga in rhymin'
Sychie might be
When I give my 9 milli a tight squeeze
Ain't nobody like me
My mind be runnin' off light speed
Like me, to get um off they Nike's
Infered, sight beem
Went out the back with a slight mean
Gettin' off like the S.W.A.T. team
Fuckin' um up like im cuttin' um up with a knife seem
I'm breakin' off rappers im sight seeing
I just love to eat human beeings
You could see um
Fuckin' a bitch with razor blade, hand grenades
I'mma be makin' that red lemonade....GRRRRR!
(Verse 3: Sundae)
You right though
Ain't no sickness without a psycho
Ask me whats my psycho
You could eat it on my cycle
You could beat it like you Micheal
I want my cut like lypo
Feel cheated on like Elin by Tiger and them white hoes
By Tiger and them white hoes
I'm sickning, lick me
Doggy style might pick me
If you can not dick me till I'm shiting
Like a time clock on a trick beam
I get seen on a 50 inch flat HD
My pussy yeah you hick-ups
You thirsty won't you lick up
I'm a nutty little bitch huh?
You love me cause I'm NNUTTHOWZE
Go nutty on a bitch, why
I cash chips like a casino
My whips are europeano
Got his lips like El Nino
Like I'm carrie you'll get peed on (Kisss kisss)
NUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Im a go, go, go getter might go
Where sickness is my business
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