[Intro: Icey Craven] in the basement of Bizzle* Brought to life by Rock and Tech N9ne The faces of madness I to you, the NNUTTHOWZE!
x2: Tech N9ne] NNUTTHOWZE in this shit is our business Fly by the night so (muthafucka) Let me yo psycho?
[Verse 1: N9ne] My psychosis is I can't focus Without doses of hostess Is oh so thick roasted I it I'm so sick it is supposed to get, get it Below the clit I it I rolls to ya dig it By I'm the kind ta behind her Fine to slime her and dine thine Is it's time to grind her Blind with I'm gonna find a vagina bowls you came to brown hoes The town hoes you chose the grown poles wicked wicked vulgar Knows the blows The clothes is all over her but told ya I'm for sexposer no secret I love to eat it That quick And jumps up to my back they release it Sometime I just wish I just cut it out and keep it That shit
[Verse 2: Brotha Hung] Sloberin at the mouth I love my teeth I chew that up I don't give a fuck I do that heat 'um up while leak up of N I N E, S T R A N G E Get off tonight yo hit the night Heat when I a ATB Off the like a fish with his lip cut She got away rip gut behind me you'll find a ? I ain't lyin' Cut off the and I hide it Devide the up I'm probably the sickest nigga in rhymin' Sychie be When I my 9 milli a tight squeeze Ain't nobody me My mind be off light speed Like me, to get um off Nike's Infered, beem Went out the back with a slight Gettin' off the S.W.A.T. team Fuckin' um up like I'm cuttin' um up with a knife I'm breakin' off I'm sight seeing I love to eat human beeings You see um Fuckin' a bitch with razor blade, grenades I'm a be makin' red lemonade... GRRRRR!
[Verse 3: You though Ain't no sickness a psycho Ask me my psycho You could eat it on my You could beat it you Micheal I want my cut lypo cheated on like ? By and them white hoes I'm sickning, me Doggy might pick me I'm If you can not me till I'm shiting I'm a time clock on a trick beam I get seen on a 50 flat HD My pussy you hick-ups You thirsty you lick up I'm a little bitch huh? You love me cause I'm Go on a bitch, why FAA ? I cash chips like a My whips are Got his lips like El Like I'm carrie you'll get on *Kisss kisss* NUTTHOWZE in this I'm a go, go, go might go Where is our business