Tekster:
Tech N9Ne Bitch Sickness

TECH N9NE: (chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... x2 TECH N9NE

and moan Skeletons rattle trying to escape there prisoning coffins (Wicked Shit) Grimlins and skulls gasp a death (ICP Tech N9ne) You have enterd the

they gauking out- Side it, that I be lost in doubt, lyrics that a nigga be tossin out. You mo-fuckers can't see tech, I mean be tech, and these rejects

defeated. It's jet black in my brain, 'Cause the hatred you gave me Has turned me to twisted. You dont like this, Suck my dick, All the kids with the sickness

bitch wanna ravage me Got my big dick in her cavities then it's spit spit i'm in anatomy And ya can't come badgin' me 'cause she sick wanna insert half

-girls sure look like fuck food to me) Oh-oh-oh-oh [Tech N9ne] When I get my mittens on this kitten She'll be bitten, then she missin' 'Cause she fucked up and let the Tech

[Intro] Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne) Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby) But this time, I'ma talk about my motha

prisoner where you hang ya hat imma roll around wit her in the trunk pumpin that tech n9ne slump till the little bitch faint collapse imma roll through topeka tecca n9

' the way that we're Midwest Chop, ya Strange music bitch, seven years of excellence T on T and N, 9 and E, real numbers bitch Now from us to you, Tech N9ne