Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bitch Sickness, artist - Tech N9ne. Date of issue: 31.08.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bitch Sickness |
| This is the beginning |
| I only been it for winning |
| Through every inning |
| Till the ending chase g’s these pretty women |
| Are just here to make my ride a full course with all the trimmings |
| Women in my water tank and drinkin henn and lemon |
| Its realistic you got ur twisted lifted off the feat I keep 6 clips with my |
| heat like I’m enlisted, nigga this is far from the army navy or marines, |
| we forming the gravy newly recruit criminal team, |
| To make the green, fuck you fakers my eyes dreamy, for that |
| 2000 years we doors like lamborghinnis or carrera porche, still enforced ones |
| with flava, bitch save the royal playas don’t hate an innervator… |
| U gotta disease nigga, so please ease away from me’s nigga, my feas ease be’s |
| about that cheese nigga, your PH balanced for a man but made for the woman lets |
| understand this, niggas backwards ish hop when do the shit stop nigga like a |
| land lets live and learn, about to playa hate when a nigga get his Gs, |
| flippin hella keys, fuckin bitches money got the riches when the other mitches |
| working miccy d’s, I done seen niggas straight hate me, mean mug me, |
| wanna slug me, currency thickness due to the bitch sickness, this tecca nina, |
| niggas hate me thinking that they’re grass is greena, they the tortoise and |
| I’m the huffin hyeena, never dealin witta bitch, nigga this one goes to the |
| bitch ones hoes this one flows like a quick gun blows when the bitch shit |
| unfolds |
| I will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this |
| nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick… |
| When the bullets fly squat knee high, like magnum P.I. |
| lace my chucks up vest |
| up this life is messed up they the fake on a playa hata, low like snake beat a |
| snitch to beat the cakes its straight laugh at your wake, ur outta shape to |
| take the H you been losing the race couldn’t keep the pace butta hates just |
| seeling ur fate, talkin wut you at wut you gone do, like you the man, |
| bumpin two bazooka tools in a dented trans am you living dreams, |
| like a crack fiend who say he clean, when we riding beams you steam we drunk |
| off lean, life for riches, gold diggas havin finesse, put a slug to ur chest |
| with that bitch sickness |
| I hit it high I got it so go get this with the quickness, I’m anti biotics for |
| that bitch sickness a few I spot it the scope made them open they mouth to see |
| if mah dick fit bitch nip this shit in the butt split or split twist above |
| flick the bic light let my lips hit the but ain’t no trying… the bud brains |
| on drugs, investigate a over resperator rain unplugged, since I’m ballin rhyme |
| they all in mine for this one love, you ain’t knowing this R&G prodegy is |
| building flowin dope selling to the paper touch the ceiling… |
| I will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this |
| nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick… |
| A menace in this business for this village stack of papers, ghetto chemist get |
| us biggest spittas for this pack of haters, we roll with fat? |
| teenay pom? |
| for those who hate we stay bomb we come back poppin like bigwom fayzon, |
| playa hate on, this midwest side nigga we road dogs on the ride killa with the |
| nutthouze so aint no need for us to hide scrilla, this 9 milla wrecks like the |
| princess leavin hata rappers defensless, like forest they keep running, |
| tech n9ne, gunning, watch your back for the bitches with the sickness, |
| come and get this pistol grip, hit a nigga with the milli gets, |
| on the level with a nigga with the silliest, mind state, unrealistic, |
| your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the |
| lipstick kiss this dick… |
| These niggas copy cat practicing, yo shit is has been, you get choked blade |
| horse roped, open ur throat with a razor blade no prints, die in slow shit |
| change the livin looking hopeless, you turn to codice, just cuz I got the nuts |
| to roll natural, you wanna be phat where the boss at my gucci linkin learn to |
| floss that, its best that, you get ur own dude, and where ur own shoe, |
| do wut boss do, I catch u, its gonna cost u, this small world, get ur own shit, |
| I’m trying to fit raymond tech n9nes spit for money grip, we makin hits, |
| trip this I’m from the city where guns aint shit, hundreds think back ur hated |
| fast but now I done it done it… |
| I will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this |
| nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick… |