His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure he’s been grinding harder than the average rapper, and is the best selling artist out of his hometown. With nine solo albums and two powerhouse collaboration projects under his belt, the Kansas City MC’s flow is sharper and slicker than it’s ever been.
“This is another roller coaster ride,” explains TECH N9NE about the release. “When it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. It’s a beginner’s course for people who don’t know how to be sick lyrically or how to choose sick beats. It all starts with beats because they tell me exactly what to do.” Epic beats from YoungFyre, Wyshmaster, Seven and Matic Lee set the stage for TECH N9NE to weave his introspective and sometimes roguish lyrics around.
Sickology 101 brims with stellar appearances from lyrical heavyweights. On the opening title track, TECH N9NE slays alongside Chino XL and Crooked I, pulling listeners into the Hip-Hop classroom for a lesson in murdering a beat. It’s a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.
The single, “Nothin,’” is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on “Midwest Choppers 2,” TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. “Krayzie Bone came through and murdered it,” says TECH N9NE. “I modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. ‘Midwest Choppers 2’ is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.”
TECH N9NE’s inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic “Red Nose.” He doesn’t pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced “Blown Away,” either. It’s an open letter to several prominent urban artists who refused to play before him at radio festivals despite his massive concert draw.
With hits like “I’m A Playa,” “Caribou Lou” (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), “Riotmaker,” “Like Yeah” and “Everybody Move,” it’s no wonder TECH N9NE counts a total of over 4.5 million YouTube video plays and an average of 40,000 MySpace visitors each day. His success knows no limits. The July 2008 release, Killer, debuted at Number 1 on the Billboard Top Independent Albums chart and Number 12 on the Billboard Top 200 Albums chart. He did it all on his own. There was no major label — just TECH N9NE’s own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NE’s tracks have appeared in films like Gang Related and Alpha Dog as well as various TV shows, and he recently made his motion picture debut in The Life of Lucky Cucumber alongside members of MTV’s “Jackass” crew.
It hasn’t been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and he’ll never stop. “They call me devil worshipper because I’m different. I give you music for my core. They’re the people that put me over the million mark. I raise my middle finger to everybody who judges me because my core audience is there for me. They will always love me, but I’m trying to reach others, too. It’s not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just don’t get it. This album is the result; swallow it. It’s middle finger music, all-day and all-night.”
TECH N9NE never stops bringing that music directly to his fans, constantly reinforcing his status as one of the hardest-touring rap acts in the business. In 2008, TECH N9NE performed over 200 shows and he doesn’t show any signs of slowing down in 2009. In April, TECH will head out in support of Sickology 101 and spend two months on the road, performing live for his rabid fans.
Sickology 101 is prepping the world for TECH N9NE’s next masterpiece, K.O.D. “I want people to know that I’m getting better and better and I’m a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. It’s the farewell to the TECH N9NE you’ve known lately. It’s getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place I’m going, but this place is my specialty.”
“I don’t need people to kiss my hand,” assures TECH N9NE. “I’m not trippin’ on status, and I’m not a narcissist when it comes to rap. It’s my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I can’t hold back. This is what I know.”
Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/
Caribou Lou )
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya know?
Caribou Lou it's like
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Half a bottle of 151 off in a jug
One cup of Malibu Rum, baby that's whassup then you
Fill the rest of the jug with pineapple juice and it's crackin'
The only defect is waking up like what happened
I like red light parties and fed right bodies who like
Bread like Dolly and head right totties at night
Aribou Cay oulay
Terrible day you pay the liquor store teller
With no hair or toupee, touché
Get the party jumping, keep the hotties humpin'
I like 'em thick and juicy so don't Pilates nothin'
Drinkin' too much Lou you
Might be karate punchin' or at the back of the club
Attending the naughty luncheon
Satin, Kool-Aid gives you hella 151 November dog so run kitty run
We gon' drink it until we dumb-ditty-dumb, bum-bitty-bum
Here Kansas City come so give me some
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
I see double, I see triple
Might be trouble, might see pistols
We ain't tryna hear you haters sucking on sickles
We living it up in two double O sizzle
Wonder you may bro, until your day go
Why I'm the one to drink you under the table
And all the ladies I will do in time
Once you become a member of my drinking club you will find Tech N9ne
Trying to tell her truly get nudey yes
I even do L-words in their fruity bizutti
Like to drink it and yell slurs at the movies
If I'm heated I'm off to get Caribou Lou to cool me
Created by Tech Nizzle and T. Wizzle one high day
We mixed it up and then I say we treat Caribizzle like our lady
Originated in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Tar bender I need a drother nink
Release Caribou Lou in a party and it's utter kink
Insane manie, keep 'em coming then I'll remain zany
'Cause Sadatay baby I'm trying to make you my main damey
For the rest of the night, girl you're sexy, you're tight
Come to me casa and see the chakra flexin' you right
Groupies at 12 o'clock man I'll crawl, I'll go
Yeah I'll recruit 'em, but I better not crap that's all I know
Yep in my white T and Nikes you might sight me
Slightly hyph and might see dry heaves
Die we shall not need I.V.'s beside me Siamese
(Tech!) Huh? (You're not making any sense!)
I might make her wanna swing her Prada
But once I get up on the mic and do my thing I got her (Tech!)
Hey, batter batter batter batter sah-wing-a, batter
He can hit, he can hit, he can hit, sah-wing-a, batter
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Yeah, yeah oh
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Kaliko
It goes 151 Malibu Rum, pineapple juice baby we havin' some fun
I'd like to give a big shout out to Caribou Lou
'Cause I drink it, but they ain't paying me for it
Not yet!
Tech N9ne's song "Caribou Lou" describes a potent alcoholic drink that can make anyone party hard. The lyrics indicate that the mixture consists of 151-proof rum, Malibu, and pineapple juice. Tech N9ne sings that "Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes," indicating that the drink is potent and intoxicating. The song's beat is upbeat and danceable, reflecting the party atmosphere.
The line "Don't stop till the cops come" suggests that the partygoers are so wild and inebriated that the cops may have to intervene. Tech N9ne's song is somewhat controversial due to its description of binge drinking and the high alcohol content in the drink. Critics argue that the song promotes irresponsible drinking, which may lead to dangerous behavior.
Line by Line Meaning
yeah, its like the ultimate party favor baby you know?
Caribou Lou is the perfect addition to any party, you see?
two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya know?, caribou lou
Just a couple of cups of Caribou Lou can make someone feel so good that they can't help but strip down.
half a bottle of 151
Let's start with half a bottle of 151 rum.
Off in a jug one cup of malibu rum
Pour one cup of Malibu rum into a jug.
Baby that's whassup
That's what's up, baby.
Then you fill the rest of the jug
Now fill the rest of the jug
With pineapple juice, and its crackin
Fill the rest of the jug with pineapple juice, and it's going to be amazing.
The only defect is wakin up like "what happened?"
The only downside is waking up the next morning not remembering what happened.
I like red light parties and fed right bodies
I enjoy parties where the lights are dim and there are beautiful bodies everywhere.
Who like, red like dolly and head right totties at night
Women who have red hair, lovely bodies, and know how to please their partners in bed.
Aribou kay
Let's drink some Caribou Lou
Ou-la
Oh yeah
Terrible day
It's been a tough day
You paid the liquor store teller with no hair-a to braid
I paid the teller at the liquor store who has no hair to braid.
Touche
Well played
Get the party jumping
Let's get this party started
Keep the hotties humpin
Keep the attractive people dancing and having a good time
I like them thick and juicy
I prefer my partners to have a curvy and attractive physique
So don't pilate nothing
So don't hesitate or hold back
Drinkin too much lou you
If you drink too much Caribou Lou
You might be karate punchin
You might find yourself throwing karate punches
Or at the back of the club
Or you might find yourself at the back of the club
Attending the naughty luncheon
Participating in some naughty activities
Satin
Now listen
Cool-aid gives you hella 151
Mixing Kool-Aid with 151 rum
November dog
Feeling intoxicated, like a dog in November
So run kitty run
So you better run, like a scared kitty
We gon' drink it until we done
We're going to keep drinking it until we're finished
Diddy dumb
Having a wild and crazy time
Bum biddy bum
Having a fantastic and carefree time
Here kansas city come so give me some-
Here comes Kansas City, so give me some more Caribou Lou
I see double
I'm seeing everything double
I see triple
I'm seeing everything triple
Might be trouble
This might cause some trouble
Might see pistols
I might start seeing guns or weapons
We ain't tryin to hear you hata's suckin on sickles
We don't want to listen to haters who are being bitter and negative
We livin it up in two double oh sizzle
We're having an amazing time in the 2000s
One to your maybro
Cheers to your friend
Unto your day go
Cheers to your day going well
Why I'm the one to drink you
That's why I'm the one who can outdrink you
Under the table
I can drink more than you and not feel the effects
And all the ladies that were doing time
And all the ladies who were waiting for someone
Want you to become a member of my drinkin club
They want you to join me in drinking and having a good time
You will find (tech n9ne)
If you come and hang out with us
Tryin to tell her truly get nudie
Trying to convince her to get naked
Yes I even do "L" words
Yes, I even say dirty and explicit words
In the fruity bazoodi
In a fun and playful manner
Like to drink it and yell slurs at the movie
I enjoy drinking it and shouting offensive words at the movie
If I'm heated, I'm off to get a caribou lou to cool me
If I'm feeling angry or frustrated, I'll go get a Caribou Lou to calm down
(created) by tech nizzle and t-wizzle
Created by Tech Nizzle and T-Wizzle
One high day
One amazing day
We mixed it up
We decided to mix things up
And then I say we drink caribou-bizzle like
And then I suggest that we drink Caribou Lou
I ladie
Hey ladies
Originated in kasnas city, missouri
Caribou Lou first became popular in Kansas City, Missouri
Since 1995 baby.
It's been a favorite since 1995, baby.
tar bender I need a drother nink
Hey bartender, I need another drink
Release caribou lou and the party is utter kink
Bring out some Caribou Lou and the party will become wild and crazy
Insane mainy
Absolutely insane
Keep em' comin then I'll remain zany
Keep the drinks coming and I'll continue being crazy
Cause I'da say baby
Because, let me tell you, baby
I'm tryin to make you my main damey
I'm trying to make you my main lady
For the rest of the night
For the rest of the night
Girl you sexy and tight
Girl, you're attractive and have an amazing body
Come to mi casa and see these shock reflects and your right
Come to my place and see these impressive things, and you'll be right
Groupies at 12 o'clock
There are groupies everywhere you look
Man I'm prawl I'll go
Man, I'm having such a great time
(ya I'll recruit em)
(Yeah, I'll seduce them)
But ain't betten on crap and that's all I know
But I'm not investing my hopes on something that might turn out to be unsuccessful
Yeap in my white tee and nikes
Yep, I'm just here in my white t-shirt and Nike shoes
You might sight me slightly heifin
You might see me breathing a little heavily
Might see dry heave
You might see me dry heaving
Die we shall not need I-v's
Don't worry, we won't need intravenous fluids to recover
Beside me siamese
Right next to me, like Siamese twins
(tech, huh, you not makin any sense)
(Tech, huh, you're not making any sense right now)
I might make her wanna Swa-wing a prada
I might make her want to swing a Prada bag
But once I get up on em' I can do my thing I gotta (tech!)
But once I start talking to them, I can do my thing as I need to (Tech!)
Hey batta batta batta batta swa-ing a batta
Hey batter, batter, batter, swing a bat
He can hit he can hit he can hit swa-wing a batta
He can hit, he can hit, he can hit, swing a bat
I'd like to give a big shout out to caribou lou
I want to give a big shout out to Caribou Lou
Cause I'm drinking it
Because I'm enjoying it
And they ain't paying me for it
And they're not even paying me for promoting it
(not yet hah)
(Not yet, haha)
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Arron Yates, Rune Rask, Troels Nielsen
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@CapeFootballCoaching
LYRICS 🔥🔥🔥
Yeah, it's like the ultimate party favor baby ya know?
Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya know?
Caribou Lou it's like
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Half a bottle of 151 off in a jug
One cup of Malibu Rum, baby that's whassup then you
Fill the rest of the jug with pineapple juice and it's crackin'
The only defect is waking up like what happened
I like red light parties and fed right bodies who like
Bread like Dolly and head right totties at night
Aribou Cay oulay
Terrible day you pay the liquor store teller
With no hair or toupee, touché
Get the party jumping, keep the hotties humpin'
I like 'em thick and juicy so don't Pilates nothin'
Drinkin' too much Lou you
Might be karate punchin' or at the back of the club
Attending the naughty luncheon
Satin, Kool-Aid gives you hella 151 November dog so run kitty run
We gon' drink it until we dumb-ditty-dumb, bum-bitty-bum
Here Kansas City come so give me some
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
I see double, I see triple
Might be trouble, might see pistols
We ain't tryna hear you haters sucking on sickles
We living it up in two double O sizzle
Wonder you may bro, until your day go
Why I'm the one to drink you under the table
And all the ladies I will do in time
Once you become a member of my drinking club you will find Tech N9ne
Trying to tell her truly get nudey yes
I even do L-words in their fruity bizutti
Like to drink it and yell slurs at the movies
If I'm heated I'm off to get Caribou Lou to cool me
Created by Tech Nizzle and T. Wizzle one high day
We mixed it up and then I say we treat Caribizzle like our lady
Originated in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Tar bender I need a drother nink
Release Caribou Lou in a party and it's utter kink
Insane manie, keep 'em coming then I'll remain zany
'Cause Sadatay baby I'm trying to make you my main damey
For the rest of the night, girl you're sexy, you're tight
Come to me casa and see the chakra flexin' you right
Groupies at 12 o'clock man I'll crawl, I'll go
Yeah I'll recruit 'em, but I better not crap that's all I know
Yep in my white T and Nikes you might sight me
Slightly hyph and might see dry heaves
Die we shall not need I.V.'s beside me Siamese
(Tech!) Huh? (You're not making any sense!)
I might make her wanna swing her Prada
But once I get up on the mic and do my thing I got her (Tech!)
Hey, batter batter batter batter sah-wing-a, batter
He can hit, he can hit, he can hit, sah-wing-a, batter
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 Rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Yeah, yeah oh
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Kaliko
It goes 151 Malibu Rum, pineapple juice baby we havin' some fun
I'd like to give a big shout out to Caribou Lou
'Cause I drink it, but they ain't paying me for it
Not yet!
@JonMojin
Anyone here in 2024😅
@pearlyn1021
Still here ❤️🔥
@JerricaHannah-Baker
Getting ready for working listening to it 😂😂
@emogodmurley9717
High ahh
@jaegermoser4379
Yes sur
@zolana1413
Yep, this song just turned me into a raging alcoholic again
@nahkelmoke7448
Bruh it’s 2024 and I’m still jamming this😍 He is the Goat🐐
@jaegermoser4379
Same
@jamart5317
goat? ....messiah!!
@wademiller442
People say Eminem is the best rapper...but I'm a bartender...I put Tech 9 on