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/
Gunz Will Bust featuring Yung Gunz
Tech N9ne Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
Where nigga life don't mean shit
So step to and immediately get yo dome split
I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
You never thought tomorrow
You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
Searchin' for the niggas on a hunt
It's not a game dude my killaz will mangle
Anything in my range fool
When hatin' get framed moved
We play the same rules
Bussin' all 32 shot
Lookin' to murder you
Glock they never heard of you
Shocked that I'm comin' servin' you
Snug brim get flashin' innocent til I'm provin' guilty
Snug brim get to blast in
And fuck the homicide charge I got expazito
A mob figure plus a lawyer and do work for kiloz'
You know the steelo real niggas never talk just listen
This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen
[Chorus]
Rough niggas in the street will bust 4 the bread
And meat deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce be packin' heat punks
Get the fuck away from we, for we buckin' these mutha fuckin' G.U.N.Z.
Dem no won fuck with us
4 what I believe I will die
Dem no won fuck with us
If any hataz want to try
Hands gon throw gunz with bust
Real niggas run the streets with they gats up
Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up
If you're my enemy my energy
Your rhymes are elementary get lost in penitentiaries
When I begin this century so mention me
And Imma heat the track up if it's loo of you demons
I suggest you go get back up
Load the mac up don't slack up Imma act up on
Any mutha fucka that think he got his clown suit on get
Stepped on destroy your mind you're wasting your time
Cause when I spit a fucking rhyme I got a million in line
To listen to me, a bitch to do me nick naming me hollow tip with a stand off clip
That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
That's for sure boy and ya know boy I'll whip your ass like four boys
You're a decoy I'm the real thang I'm a genius you're a pea brain
Get pissed on and whipped on so who you talkin' shit on Imma spit on
Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
From under me but I got a lifetime warranty
[Chorus]
Skatterman cat
Persistantly dirty
From KC
Where in the drought we pay 50 for birdies package short
I call Snug and just give him the word he take ya face
Before he tell on me they'll get him 4 purgery
Hustla's shoot shit
Rob shit
Loot shit
Hard core convicts
Mob shit
If you snitch, killin'em on Tech's new shit (new shit)
Dude we crossin' the color line
Nuff money
Nuff weed
Make a tuff nigga colorblind
We rap 4 curb servers
That hop in and out of cars
Rep 4 cats wit 3rd murderers
That pop in and out of bars
D12, Strange Music, Rogue Dogs
Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, Yong Gunz
Same team
Same beams
Niggas that a split ya cherries
Vigilanty's mutha fuckas with permits to carry
Bitch you scary
Fuck you and that bitch you married
Cross anyone I named
That shit will get you buried
[Chorus]
It's all out war 4 the punks funk finna jump
Chumps get a lump when I dump tonks 4 the bianks
Gump want to thump over pumps and a bump
Rumps get it krunk when I skunk runts
Imma munk what you bunk niggas want fuck
What you thunk you get sunk in and trunk
Fuck that we done heard and took enough crap
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
I'm tryin' to touch scratch and bring my hell to parties and
For the last time mutha fuck Vell Bakardi
You cannot rap with me scrap with me
Nigga to the back of me catastrophe
Hits yo shits raggedy it had to be this tragedy shit
Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm glad to be rich
You gets none with that fagoty pitch
Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star
You's a no coppin' ho stalkin' drunk and a old fart it's a shame
Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches
Don't want to fuck a black herpe nose nigga
This is it yaw, dump this pussy off I a pit dog
Doe stackin' and hip hop it must not be his nitch yaw
So take the chicken exit, Technina's whassup
Next time grown folks talkin' you shut the fuck up
The lyrics of Tech N9ne's song "Gunz Will Bust" featuring Yung Gunz is a vivid description of the street life in Kansas City. The song starts with a warning to anyone who steps into the dangerous streets of Kansas City that they may end up losing their lives. Tech N9ne asserts that he is always armed with guns and ammunition and is always on the lookout for his enemies. He reminds people that, in Kansas City, they play by the same rules and that he is capable of killing anyone who tries to cross him.
The chorus asserts that the rough guys in Kansas City are always armed and dangerous, and warns potential enemies to stay away from them. The lyrics go further to describe gang violence and drug trafficking in the area, emphasizing the brutal activities associated with this lifestyle. Tech N9ne and Yung Gunz display their rap skills by using a variety of wordplay, repetition, and storytelling techniques to bring their message to life.
The lyrics are very descriptive, painting a picture of life on the streets and the constant threat of violence. It emphasizes the grim nature of gang violence and the dangerous nature of living in such an environment. The song is an insight into the lives of those who grow up in such neighborhoods and the challenges they face.
Line by Line Meaning
I know you know this is Kansas City
I am aware that you are familiar with the fact that we are currently in Kansas City
Where nigga life don't mean shit
In this place, the value of an individual's life is greatly diminished
So step to and immediately get yo dome split
If you confront me, you will suffer the consequence of having your head split open
I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
I carry firearms with me at all times, navigating the streets with shotguns and hollow point bullets
On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
Engaged in a mission to take over the concrete jungle, you created the dangerous situation, and now you must face the consequences
You never thought tomorrow
You foolishly lived without considering the consequences that await you in the future
You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
You witness my intense focus as I prepare myself with a pump-action shotgun
Searchin' for the niggas on a hunt
I am actively seeking out my enemies, like a predator on a hunt
Jerkin' on the trigga when I dump
I aggressively pull the trigger when I unload my weapon
It's not a game dude my killaz will mangle
This is not a mere game, my associates are ruthless and will cause severe damage
Anything in my range fool
I have the ability to harm anything within my reach, so don't underestimate me
When hatin' get framed moved
Whenever someone expresses hatred towards me, they quickly become a target for my actions
We play the same rules
We are both subject to the same set of rules and consequences
Bussin' all 32 shot
Continuously firing all 32 rounds
Lookin' to murder you
Searching for the intention of ending your life
Glock they never heard of you
The brand Glock has no knowledge or familiarity with you
Shocked that I'm comin' servin' you
You will be taken by surprise when I come to deliver my form of punishment
Snug brim get flashin' innocent til I'm provin' guilty
I wear my hat low, concealing my face until I am proven guilty
Snug brim get to blast in
With my hat pulled down low, I am able to shoot without being noticed
And fuck the homicide charge I got expazito
I do not care for the potential charges of homicide, as I have connections and influence to avoid them
A mob figure plus a lawyer and do work for kiloz'
As a member of the mob, I have the support of a skilled lawyer and engage in illegal activities involving large quantities of drugs
You know the steelo real niggas never talk just listen
Authentic individuals, like myself, do not waste time talking, but instead choose to listen and gather information
This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen
My crew is armed and ready for action, always ready to deploy our weapons from the heat-filled atmosphere of the streets
[Chorus]
This is the chorus section of the song
Rough niggas in the street will bust 4 the bread
Aggressive individuals in the street are willing to use violence to protect their financial interests
And meat deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce be packin' heat punks
Deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce individuals are armed with guns, prepared to confront weak individuals
Get the fuck away from we, for we buckin' these mutha fuckin' G.U.N.Z.
I strongly advise you to distance yourself from us, as we are ready to use our guns and inflict harm
Dem no won fuck with us
Others do not wish to engage in conflict with us
4 what I believe I will die
I am fully committed to my beliefs, even if it means sacrificing my life
If any hataz want to try
If anyone who dislikes us wants to attempt to harm us
Hands gon throw gunz with bust
We will respond with bullets if necessary
Real niggas run the streets with they gats up
Authentic individuals dominate the streets while carrying their firearms
Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up
We have the power to take everything you possess by force
If you're my enemy my energy
If you are my foe, I will direct all my energy towards you
Your rhymes are elementary get lost in penitentiaries
Your simple-minded lyrics will not impress anyone and will only result in your imprisonment
When I begin this century so mention me
Once I start taking action in this current period of time, people will acknowledge and talk about me
And Imma heat the track up if it's loo of you demons
I will intensify the atmosphere of the music, especially when faced with individuals who possess evil characteristics
I suggest you go get back up
It would be wise for you to seek additional support
Load the mac up don't slack up Imma act up on
Prepare your MAC-10 firearm, do not be lazy, I am about to cause chaos and violence
Any mutha fucka that think he got his clown suit on get
Anyone who believes they can act foolishly will quickly be confronted
Stepped on destroy your mind you're wasting your time
I will crush and annihilate your mentality, you are simply wasting your time
Cause when I spit a fucking rhyme I got a million in line
Whenever I deliver my powerful and captivating lyrics, I have a large audience eagerly listening
To listen to me, a bitch to do me nick naming me hollow tip with a stand off clip
People are inclined to listen to my music, even though they may be hesitant to do so, they nickname me 'hollow tip' due to my aggressive content and lyrics
That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
My music has the power to destroy your social group and overwhelm your mind if you are unable to handle it
Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
You should calm down and be cautious, as my hunger for wealth is relentless, and I will not be easily manipulated
That's for sure boy and ya know boy I'll whip your ass like four boys
This is a definite reality, and you should be aware that I can physically defeat you like four individuals
You're a decoy I'm the real thang I'm a genius you're a pea brain
You are merely a distraction, while I am the authentic and intelligent individual, and you possess a small mind
Get pissed on and whipped on so who you talkin' shit on Imma spit on
You will be humiliated and physically punished, so who do you think you are disrespecting? I will further insult you by spitting on you
Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
I am prepared to face and defeat any person with a negative and malicious intention towards me, their goal being to destroy me emotionally and spiritually
From under me but I got a lifetime warranty
Despite the attempts to harm me, I possess an eternal guarantee of protection and resilience
[Chorus]
This is the chorus section of the song
Skatterman cat
Referring to Skatterman by using the term 'cat'
Persistently dirty
Consistently engaging in criminal activities
From KC
From Kansas City
Where in the drought we pay 50 for birdies package short
In this area suffering from a lack of resources, we pay $50 for small packages of drugs
I call Snug and just give him the word he take ya face
I contact Snug and instruct him to harm you, resulting in damage to your face
Before he tell on me they'll get him 4 purgery
To prevent Snug from revealing any information about me, he will face charges of perjury
Hustla's shoot shit
Individuals involved in illegal activities resort to violence
Rob shit
Engage in robberies
Loot shit
Steal valuable items
Hard core convicts
Individuals with a history of serious criminal convictions
Mob shit
Involved in organized crime activities
If you snitch, killin'em on Tech's new shit (new shit)
If you provide information to the authorities, you will be targeted and killed, as this is the new violent activity associated with Tech N9ne
Dude we crossin' the color line
We are breaking societal boundaries and exceeding expectations, regardless of race
Nuff money
We possess a significant amount of money
Nuff weed
We have a large supply of marijuana
Make a tuff nigga colorblind
We can intimidate even the toughest individuals, making them oblivious to their racial differences
We rap 4 curb servers
We create music for individuals living on the streets
That hop in and out of cars
Individuals who frequently enter and exit vehicles
Rep 4 cats wit 3rd murderers
We represent individuals associated with violent crimes and homicides
That pop in and out of bars
Individuals who frequently enter and leave bars
D12, Strange Music, Rogue Dogs
Referring to various music groups and labels, including D12, Strange Music, and Rogue Dogs
Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, Yong Gunz
Mentioning different organizations or groups, such as Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, and Young Guns
Same team
We belong to the same group or organization
Same beams
We possess the same weapons
Niggas that a split ya cherries
Individuals who will harm and potentially kill you
Vigilanty's mutha fuckas with permits to carry
We are vigilantes, individuals acting as law enforcers without legal authority, but possessing permits to carry firearms
Bitch you scary
You are cowardly and easily frightened
Fuck you and that bitch you married
I have no respect for you or your spouse
Cross anyone I named
If you oppose or confront any of the individuals I mentioned earlier
That shit will get you buried
You will face severe consequences, possibly resulting in your death
It's all out war 4 the punks funk finna jump
It is a full-blown war for weak individuals, and chaos is about to ensue
Chumps get a lump when I dump tonks 4 the bianks
Incompetent individuals will suffer physical harm when I unload my firearms
Gump want to thump over pumps and a bump
Foolish individuals desire to argue or fight over firearms and drugs
Rumps get it krunk when I skunk runts
Buttocks become excited and energized when I overpower weak individuals
Imma munk what you bunk niggas want fuck
I will overpower and defeat fake individuals who are seeking confrontation
What you thunk you get sunk in and trunk
Your foolish assumptions will lead to your downfall and confinement to the trunk of a vehicle
Fuck that we done heard and took enough crap
We have reached a point where we are tired of listening to and putting up with disrespectful behavior
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
Rest assured, we will retaliate when individuals engage in violent actions
I'm tryin' to touch scratch and bring my hell to parties and
I am striving to accumulate wealth and bring chaos to social gatherings
For the last time mutha fuck Vell Bakardi
This is the final warning to Vell Bakardi, expressing extreme anger and frustration towards him
You cannot rap with me scrap with me
You are not capable of rapping or fighting me
Nigga to the back of me catastrophe
An individual who is a disaster and a source of trouble is positioned behind me
Hits yo shits raggedy it had to be this tragedy shit
My lyrics and music cause your creations to seem inferior and poorly crafted, it was inevitable that this would be a tragic situation for you
Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm glad to be rich
Accept the reality and do not be angry at me, I take pleasure in being wealthy
You gets none with that fagoty pitch
Your homosexual mannerisms and behavior will gain you no respect or success
Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star
I am an ex-drug user who used to consume hallucinogenic mushrooms and was involved in the rock and roll lifestyle
You's a no coppin' ho stalkin' drunk and a old fart it's a shame
You are unsuccessful in your attempts to obtain drugs, you follow women around and you are a drunk and old individual, which is quite unfortunate
Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches
You believe you are fast, but we are much faster and more skilled, and we also attract the attention of women
Don't want to fuck a black herpe nose nigga
Women are not inclined to engage in sexual activities with an African American man who has a nose resembling a herpes infection
This is it yaw, dump this pussy off I a pit dog
This is the final straw, discard this cowardly individual like a pit bull would dispose of a helpless animal
Doe stackin' and hip hop it must not be his nitch yaw
I accumulate wealth and dominate the hip hop industry, unlike the individual in question
So take the chicken exit, Technina's whassup
You should leave through the easiest way out, as I, Technina, am present
Next time grown folks talkin' you shut the fuck up
In the future, when mature individuals are engaged in conversation, you should remain silent and not interrupt
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