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/
Give It All
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'mma murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the durka
First to, insert the work inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
Squirt ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex rhymes
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team
Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit
I make change where I see fit
I don't play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss every goal that you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
Molly's for pussies
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu Akbar through, ooh
The lyrics of Tech N9ne's "Give It All" exude a sense of ambition and fearlessness, as the artists discuss their desire to succeed and the determination to overcome anything in their way. Many phrases in the lyrics are symbolic and metaphorical, such as "I wanna try to kill everything in my way" which can be interpreted as a means of taking down personal obstacles or challenges. The lyrics also paint a picture of a life filled with turmoil and struggle, as they reference the need to earn money and support themselves and the loss of friends and loved ones. Ultimately, the song is a call to action for the listener to never give up and always strive for greatness.
Line by Line Meaning
I wanna give, give it all
I want to give my all.
I said, I said, I said, I said
I repeat myself.
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
I want to overcome any obstacle.
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Crowd participation chant.
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
I am well-known.
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
Performed on Jimmy Kimmel show wearing red paint on my face and had some trouble.
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
People know that I am tough, so they remain silent.
Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge!
My face paint makes me look like a purger.
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
I am skilled like a scorpio and can shoot like a missile.
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
We rock and move on without remorse.
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
People think I'm foolish like the TV character Mork from Ork.
And I say that with the utmost respect
I say that nicely.
I bust low to death, I must bode the check
I work so hard that it feels like I'm dying, and I need the paycheck.
It's never enough, no for Tech
I always need more.
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
I become creative and make a girl really appreciate it.
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
Even when I want to rap fast.
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
I become more aggressive in a rap battle.
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Trying to out-rap my opponent.
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
When I create good music, I get a high, and I have a hard time using the bathroom.
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
I need a girl to have sex with when I create a good rap.
And I'mma murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
I will keep killing it until I die.
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
My words are like birds that attack the weak people.
You can't hurt the durka
You can't hurt me.
First to, insert the work inside of the earth
I was the first to put in my work in the rap industry.
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
I turn your curse back onto yourself and amplify it.
Squirt ya mercer (Ugh)
I kill your soldiers.
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
I am skilled and have the upper hand in rap.
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop
Because other rappers sound the same, my new music stands out.
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop
I am the best and will continue to succeed.
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
You can't defeat me in anything.
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
Following and listening to my creative thoughts and ideas.
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
We are successful and cannot be messed with in the independent music industry.
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
We are winning everything except we don't talk too much while others are struggling.
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
I swear to it, I will kill anybody with just my lyrics.
Music's done divine, this is my rifle
My music is a savior and my weapon.
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind
My music is unique because it's my own creation.
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne asked me to collaborate with him.
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
He wanted help from the rappers with the best lyrics.
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
They produce fire and continue to work hard.
Fuck all of them flex rhymes
I don't care about boastful rhymes.
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
I get appreciation in every city I visit because I represent my hometown.
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
Around the world, girls love me because I am the main performer/headliner.
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I need to earn money, and I'm tired of my friends going to jail.
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
I am always motivated to earn more money.
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
I mourn my dead friends, and I need to cry about it.
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I hear your boring rap in the radio and it makes me sleepy.
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
If rap puts me to sleep, you aren't a good rapper.
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
You don't sell records because your rhymes are all talk and no action.
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
I smoke a lot of weed, and my car looks like it's filled with smoke.
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team
My house has a lot of pills, and that's why you want to be part of my crew.
Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit
I live my life sarcastically, and I don't know why I'm high on weed.
I make change where I see fit
I make changes that I think are necessary.
I don't play like I don't see shit
I'm aware of everything around me.
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem
I am honest and truthful, and that makes it poetic.
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Avoid negativity and stay focused on your goals.
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
I work really hard, both early in the morning and late at night.
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
I am the best poet and the most valuable one, while remaining cold and focused.
Cause you miss every goal that you don't shoot for
You won't achieve what you don't even try to aim for.
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
When you try to cheat, you only make it worse for yourself.
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things
My life is rich, so I don't need material possessions.
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
I pay attention to the signs, so I don't have to hear any negative noise.
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
I pursue my goals with all my power, so I can easily achieve them.
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
When you face your fears, it's not as bad as you thought.
Molly's for pussies
Drugs are for the weak.
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Nobody can control me, and I am very angry.
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
You will fail and will meet your fate for trying to beat me.
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
My music is a powerful weapon, and can be loud enough to hurt you.
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
Don't mess with Tech N9ne and his group, and be cautious around them.
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
I have scars from when I was younger.
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
I got into trouble with the law a few times when I was young.
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Now that I am famous and successful.
Security level let Allahu Akbar through, ooh
I am so famous that even the airport security let me go through without an issue.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Keith Brown, Matt Noble
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Lunar Priestess
Lyrics
[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'm a murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the durka
First to, insert the work inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
Squirt ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Pricetag:]
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex rhymes
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team
[Verse 3 - Oktane:]
Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit
I make change where I see fit
I don't play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss every goal you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
Molly's for pussies
[Hook]
[Verse 4 - Tech N9ne:]
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu Akbar through
Xolote
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mum's the word
Tech Ninna face painted look like he come ta purge!
Real Scorpio, shoot this thing like a torpedo
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost respect
I bust flow to death, I must blow the check
It's never enough dough for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
Try to bite I buck a blammer in his fitted
Killin' music get me stiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'mma murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verse are like burst that jerk up and merk the weak twerp
You cannot hurt the Gurkha
First ta', insert the work, the son of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya
Then I'mma squirt ya MRSA (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when Ninna's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will this stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done - divine
This is my rifle, there aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne
This a gift from his mind
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
[Verse 2: Price]
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
That spit that get up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex lines
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fed time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Burnt ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna halt my team
[Verse 3: Oktane]
Livin' facetious, bobbin' head while the weed lit
I make change where I see fit
I don't play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's potent
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss every goal that you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
Put richness in my life so I don't have to half at things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
Normal is for pussies
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu Akbar through
Hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
Hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
I wanna try
RenéeXSitra
Easily the most underrated song on special effects
I love that fuzzed out Hendrix/black sabbath instrumental and this track also has one of tech's best verses on the entire album
Also krizz's best hook
God this song is perfect
bat
this is one of my favourite tech verses of all time, even the song as a whole is just amazing.
Tyy Rope
Special Effects is still my favorite album 🔥🎶
TafTabTah
As an old Tech fan I'd put it in my top 5
Definitely his best of the modern albums
Teresa Miller
One of my favorite albums hes done
Ty Irwin
That beat, with that hook!! 🔥🔥
J. Reign Ties and Bars
Special Effects is an amazing album! I enjoyed the concert in Sauget, Illinois last weekend and plan to see Strange again soon.
GameInMotion -_-
This is why we keep loving you guys! Keeping it real and still making goosebumps
Jake_2500_v10
Always loved hearing krizz sing!
AKM
Sounds like a ps2 racing game soundtrack.