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/
Cloudy-Eyed Stroll
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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We finna get cloudy-eyed for a minute, you know what I'm sayin'?
So I need everybody to blaze the weed and grab 'em a bitch
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
Let me see you shake it, I wanna see you naked
Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley trippin' cause we all tore
Cause they kicked us out for throwin' balls in other people's lane
Sunny day in the summer is about to become a cloudy one
Outey from perious puffs, devious sluts, mysterious stuff
Picked up the phone, it's on
I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne
Once again I'm pulling out my relish to spend
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glenn
Cause me and my Rogue Dogs and Road Hoggs
Slippin' on a mission and contemplating on old calls
30 minutes later I'm waiting at the door, ready to go
Feelin' relieved when I heard my niggas roll
Yellin', "That's my ride" as my baby girl cries
Stepped inside, looked around and everybody's lookin'
[Chorus]
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Come and take a ride with me, fly with me
Get high with me, come and get cloudy-eyed with me
Everybody's blown but me
Timly got them straight cumulus in his eyes
Puffing because Dr. Bombay and Purple Fuzz up above
This Sunday sunny day had that (?)
Scoob just started because his eyes restratus
435 North, we dipping the suburbans filled with smoke
We jerking I'm hoping to get the new rotation working
No joking, eyes open, for the feels what it is
What it was, what it shall be is we high on L.A. indeed
Pass the puffy on the mid west town side, much obliged
Cause I'm feeling high up and cloudy-eyed
Windows down, wind goes round my crown astounded
Right now my marial don't wanna be grounded
I clowned it Now my name is Munchie
Ooh, you high, 7-11 got the best food in the country
Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
From the depths of Mizzou, niggas have no clue what to do
Caught up with black in Texas Will
What's the deal? On our way to New Peking for real
We loud and boisterous as we stepped inside
People looking at us funny cause everybody's looking
[Chorus]
Cloudy-Eyed Stroll, now my stride's slow
Walking up out the New Peking eyes closed
Took another hit from the poison mist
Got my brain on twist but I still persist
Whats up? What we doing on a Sunday eve
Its straight to 5-6, best believe
We calling up some biancas on the humbug
To come down around the town
Everybody else is Skateland bound
5-6-1-6 Highland feeling far out like Thailand
My man Diamond said no one can roll 'em like I can
Damn, once again it's on the beatrices from the phones
In the house and they straight getting blown
What ever happened I don't know, woke up on the floor
5 o'clock in the morning, I'm read to go for sure
Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze said this shit is getting old
They dropped me off and that's the end of my (Cloudy eyed) stroll
[Chorus]
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
Let me see you shake it, I let see you naked
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
Let me see you shake it, I wanna see you naked
The lyrics to Tech N9ne's "Cloudy-Eyed Stroll" depict a Sunday spent with friends where they wake up with hangovers after a wild night of bowling. They spend the day smoking weed and picking up some girls. The lyrics describe their journey around the city, smoking, and getting high while cruising around. Tech N9ne encourages everyone to blaze the weed, grab a girl, and shake their body or strip. The lyrics mention several drugs, including cumulus, Dr. Bombay, and Purple Fuzz, which indicates the group's heavy drug use.
The song is an ode to weed culture, where it is typical for individuals to spend a lazy Sunday getting high with friends. The song highlights the joys of spending time with those you love and creating memories that will last a lifetime. The lyrics are straightforward and describe the day's events, but the song's vibe and melody capture the essence and mood of a perfect lazy Sunday.
Line by Line Meaning
Now see (Say what?)
The singer is introducing the idea of getting high.
We finna get cloudy-eyed for a minute, you know what I'm sayin'?
The singer is planning on getting high and expects others to join in.
So I need everybody to blaze the weed and grab 'em a bitch
The singer wants everyone to smoke weed and find a sexual partner.
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
The artist wants to see someone dance suggestively and take off their clothes.
Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before
The artist wakes up feeling hungover.
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley trippin' cause we all tore
The singer and his friends were drunk and causing trouble at a bowling alley.
I reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain
The singer is reflecting on the previous night and finds it funny despite his hangover.
Cause they kicked us out for throwin' balls in other people's lane
The artist and his friends were causing problems at the bowling alley.
Sunny day in the summer is about to become a cloudy one
The artist is about to smoke weed and get high.
Outey from perious puffs, devious sluts, mysterious stuff
The artist is feeling the effects of smoking weed and is around questionable people and situations.
Picked up the phone, it's on
The singer contacts his friends to tell them he's ready to meet up.
I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne
The artist's friends are ready to pick him up and hang out.
Once again I'm pulling out my relish to spend
The singer is prepared to spend a lot of money on drugs.
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glenn
The singer doesn't plan on taking any women to a certain place.
Cause me and my Rogue Dogs and Road Hoggs
The singer is with his group of male friends.
Slippin' on a mission and contemplating on old calls
The group is trying to figure out what to do and reminiscing on past experiences.
30 minutes later I'm waiting at the door, ready to go
The artist is waiting for his friends to arrive so they can leave.
Feelin' relieved when I heard my niggas roll
The singer is happy when his friends arrive.
Yellin', "That's my ride" as my baby girl cries
The singer's girlfriend is crying as he leaves with his friends.
Stepped inside, looked around and everybody's lookin'
The artist and his friends are drawing attention because of their loud behavior.
[Chorus]
Referring to the chorus where they are getting high.
Everybody's blown but me
The artist is the only one not yet high.
Timly got them straight cumulus in his eyes
The singer's friend Timly is very high.
Puffing because Dr. Bombay and Purple Fuzz up above
The artist and his friends are smoking weed that is potent and has psychedelic effects.
This Sunday sunny day had that (?)
The singer is enjoying the weather and the high.
Scoob just started because his eyes restratus
One of the singer's friends, Scoob, is just starting to feel the effects and his eyes are red.
435 North, we dipping the suburbans filled with smoke
The group is driving and smoking weed.
We jerking I'm hoping to get the new rotation working
The artist is hoping to change the order of who is smoking and get everyone involved.
No joking, eyes open, for the feels what it is
The artist is being serious and aware of his surroundings.
What it was, what it shall be is we high on L.A. indeed
The friends are high and enjoying the experience.
Pass the puffy on the mid west town side, much obliged
The singer passes the joint to his friends in the Midwest.
Cause I'm feeling high up and cloudy-eyed
The artist is very high and his eyes are red.
Windows down, wind goes round my crown astounded
The artist is enjoying the feeling of the wind on his head while driving.
Right now my marial don't wanna be grounded
The artist is feeling very high and floaty.
I clowned it now my name is Munchie
The singer is jokingly calling himself Munchie because he is hungry.
Ooh, you high, 7-11 got the best food in the country
The artist suggests going to a convenience store to get snacks.
Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
The singer believes that using good weed is important.
From the depths of Mizzou, niggas have no clue what to do
The singer is from Missouri and thinks others don't know how to get high like they do.
Caught up with black in Texas Will
The singer is talking about someone they met in Texas.
What's the deal? On our way to New Peking for real
The artist and his friends are heading to a restaurant.
We loud and boisterous as we stepped inside
The group is being loud and drawing attention.
People looking at us funny cause everybody's looking
The group is drawing attention because of their loud behavior.
[Chorus]
Referring to the chorus where they are getting high.
Cloudy-Eyed Stroll, now my stride's slow
The artist is walking slowly because he is high.
Walking up out the New Peking eyes closed
The artist is leaving the restaurant and his eyes are red and almost closed.
Took another hit from the poison mist
The artist takes another puff of weed.
Got my brain on twist but I still persist
The singer is feeling the effects of the weed but continues to smoke.
Whats up? What we doing on a Sunday eve
The artist is curious about what they will do next.
Its straight to 5-6, best believe
The group is going to a club called 5-6.
We calling up some biancas on the humbug
The group is trying to find women to meet up with.
To come down around the town
The singer wants the women to come to their location.
Everybody else is Skateland bound
Others are going to a skating rink.
5-6-1-6 Highland feeling far out like Thailand
The artist is at the club and feels as if he is in Thailand.
My man Diamond said no one can roll 'em like I can
The singer is proud of his ability to roll weed.
Damn, once again it's on the beatrices from the phones
The group is receiving phone calls from women.
In the house and they straight getting blown
The artist and his friends are smoking weed with the women on the phone.
What ever happened I don't know, woke up on the floor
The artist doesn't remember what happened and wakes up on the floor.
5 o'clock in the morning, I'm read to go for sure
The artist is getting ready to leave.
Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze said this shit is getting old
The singer's girlfriend is tired of him getting high and wants him to come home.
They dropped me off and that's the end of my (Cloudy eyed) stroll
The artist's friends drop him off and his high experience is over.
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
The singer wants to see someone dance suggestively and take off their clothes.
Let me see you shake it, I let see you naked
The singer wants to see someone dance suggestively and take off their clothes.
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
The singer wants to see someone dance suggestively and take off their clothes.
Let me see you shake it, I wanna see you naked
The artist wants to see someone dance suggestively and take off their clothes.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
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MYSTIX
[Intro: Don Juan]
Now see (Say what?)
We finna get cloudy-eyed for a minute, you know what I'm sayin'?
So I need everybody to blaze the weed and grab 'em a bitch
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
Let me see you shake it, I wanna see you naked
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley trippin' cause we all tore
I reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain
Cause they kicked us out for throwin' balls in other people's lane
Sunny day in the summer is about to become a cloudy one
Outey from perious puffs, devious sluts, mischievous stuff
Picked up the phone, it's on
I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne
Once again I'm pulling out my relish to spend
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glenn
Cause me and my Rogue Dogs and Road Hoggs
Slippin' on a mission and contemplating on old calls
30 minutes later I'm waiting at the door, ready to go
Feelin' relieved when I heard my niggas roll
Yellin', "That's my ride" as my baby girl cries
Stepped inside, looked around and everybody's lookin'
[Hook]
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Come and take a ride with me, fly with me
Get high with me, come and get cloudy-eyed with me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Everybody's blown but me
Timly got them straight cumulus in his eyes
Puffing because Dr. Bombay and Purple Fuzz up above
This Sunday sunny day had that (?)
Scoob just started because his eyes restratus
435 North, we dipping the suburbans filled with smoke
We jerking I'm hoping to get the new rotation working
No joking, eyes open, for the feels what it is
What it was, what it shall be is we high on L.A. indeed
Pass the puffy on the mid west town side, much obliged
Cause I'm feeling high up and cloudy-eyed
Windows down, wind goes round my crown astounded
Right now my marial don't wanna be grounded
I clowned it Now my name is Munchie
Ooh, you high, 7-11 got the best food in the country
Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
From the depths of Mizzou, niggas have no clue what to do
Caught up with black in Texas Will
What's the deal? On our way to New Peking for real
We loud and boisterous as we stepped inside
People looking at us funny cause everybody's looking
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Cloudy-Eyed Stroll, now my stride's slow
Walking up out the New Peking eyes closed
Took another hit from the poison mist
Got my brain on twist but I still persist
Whats up? What we doing on a Sunday eve
Its straight to 5-6, best believe
We calling up some biancas on the humbug
To come down around the town
Everybody else is Skateland bound
5-6-1-6 Highland feeling far out like Thailand
My man Diamond said no one can roll 'em like I can
Damn, once again it's on the beatrices from the phones
In the house and they straight getting blown
What ever happened I don't know, woke up on the floor
5 o'clock in the morning, I'm read to go for sure
Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze said this shit is getting old
They dropped me off and thats the end of my (Cloudy eyed) stroll
[Hook]
[Outro: Don Juan]
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
Let me see you shake it, I let see you naked
Let me see you shake it, let me see you naked
Let me see you shake it, I wanna see you naked
Brian PJ
This has to be my #1 favourite Tech9 Song of ALL TIME.
Everything about it is amazing, the storytelling, lyrics, beats, hook & chorus. He takes you on a journey and it is Just Amazing!!
Pure talent!
If it isnt perfect, it is as close to flawless as can be.
Relly Pendergrass
I always knew Tech could spit but he made me a believer with this album from front to back. An album gets even more kudos from me with a smoking an L track. Smoked 2 blunts to this album.. One of the best in 99.. shout out the producer Don Juan too ⚡️
JDRTHEGOAT
Even in 2017 Techs early music is 100x better than Anything on the radio
Jonathan D.
S. O'Dell Hell, even in 2019!
Sim simmaa
Even 2020!
Bmoke Slunts
2021 this comment still facts
Larry Farmer
2021!! This track will live forever!!
Blunt Goblin
2022 still bangin'
bullfrogg
This old Tech shit is gangsta as fuck.
QiLow105
This is one of the hottest beats i ever heard in my life