Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Icey Rock Craven, Brotha Lynch Hung & Sundae (NNUTTHOWZE) Album: The Gates Mixed Plate Song: What's Yo Psycho (Strange Music Pre-Order Digital Bonus Track) Typed by: mrmist@msn.com (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 hostess Is oh shit so thick roasted I dosed it Im so sick wit it Ladies is supposed to get, get it Below the clit I liked it I rolls to wicked ya dig it By designa im the kind ta Climb behind her Fine dime to slime her Wine and dine thine Is minor When its time to grind her Blind with signs im gona find a vigina Mouth bowls you came to brown hoes The town hoes you chose the grown poles whicked whicked sounds vulgar Knows the lows blows The clothes is all over her clothes but told ya I'm sick for sexposer Ain't no secret I really love to eat it That quick spits And jumps up to my back when they release it Sometimes I just wish I could just 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' 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 Imma 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 ??? 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 our business (Hook)