What's Yo Psycho?

(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 (Hook) (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' Psyche 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! (Hook) (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 I'm pissy If you can not dick me till I'm shiting I'm ticking 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 FAA ???? 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 (Hook)