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/
Happy Birthday
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Hey!)
That's your song, tell the DJ, "Put it back on"
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Happy birthday (Kick it, kick it!)
All night long, feel the [?] to tie one on
Eh yo, order another drink, I don't care what you think
I'm getting drunk as a skunk, throw up in the sink
It's a celebration, bitches, bottoms up, break the dishes
Sick and delicious, both my birthday wishes
Super-doo
One or two, I'll be scoopin' you
Mix up a pitcher with Caribou Lou
I'm thinking it's a P-A-R-T-Y
'Cause I got it
Ain't leaving 'till I empty out my bottle
Grab another round before last call
Not for the clowns
Talking loud but got a glass jaw
I'm so [?]
Slow motion, I can't hear you with that fast talk
(Slow it down, baby)
And get a handle on it
I be your birthday cake
Blow out the candle on it and I want it
'Cause it's plenty yonkers around
We won't stop 'till they close this place down, happy birthday
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Hey!)
That's your song, tell the DJ, "Put it back on"
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Kick it, kick it!)
All night long, feel the [?] to tie one on
Mix up a concoction
The girly is watchin'
They know I'm Kali-baby, they wanna see mr. Watson
I throw they [?]
I pull up in a Datsun
Pull the sexiest hot one and the party is poppin'
It's your Birthday, shorty
It's your party
Dance on the top of the tables like oh my Lordi
Pick up something to sip on
Ain't nothing to trip on
This club is [?] a circle, whenever they are putting Krizz on
You like fat guys
Well, I like fat thigh chicks
About your size with, with bag pack rising
She like my swagger
Says I could have her
But we trying to kick it, I can get to that right after
1-50-1 and rumplements
To the car, you're stumblin'
Your speech is kinda mumblin, with your keys, you're fumblin'
Pack 'em in your jeep, you're 'bout four deep
(You going nowhere)
Yeah have a sleep
You're kicking it for your
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Hey!)
That's your song, tell the DJ, "Put it back on"
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Kick it, kick it!)
All night long, feel the [?] to tie one on
Drank so much I'm falling down, falling down, crawling 'round
Drank so much I'm falling down, it's my birthday
Help me up, Kali (Come on, man) I think I gotta pee
(Get up) I'mma go into this alley so nobody can see
I know it's a ill hood, but I think I still should
Wait for it! Ahh, now that feel real good
I think I'm about to sack, let the sack fill her
And we're both drunk so give the keys to Makzilla
A birthday ain't the same without booze (Let's hit Denny's)
No, no, don't talk about food! (Apple pie)
For real mane I'm backed down on my knees
I'm hoping I don't get no liquor disease (Macaroni and cheese)
Oh God, no, please (Haha!)
I think I had too many KC Teas!
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Hey!)
That's your song, tell the DJ, "Put it back on"
It's your birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Happy birthday (Kick it, kick it!)
All night long, feel the [?] to tie one on
The song "Happy Birthday" by Tech N9ne is a party anthem perfect for any celebration. The lyrics encourage listeners to put their hands up in the air and have a good time because it's their birthday. Tech N9ne uses a mix of rap verses and catchy choruses, making the song easy to sing along to. He encourages listeners to keep drinking, dance on tables, and enjoy their special day, all while letting go of their worries about what others think.
The lyrics include several references to alcohol, with the chorus encouraging the listener to "feel the [insanity], tie one on," and mentioning Caribou Lou, an alcoholic drink made famous by Tech N9ne himself. The song also discusses the experience of being drunk and stumbling around, falling down, and feeling sick. However, despite these references, the overall tone of the song is upbeat and celebratory, emphasizing the joy and fun that comes with birthdays and partying.
Overall, "Happy Birthday" is a festive song that encourages listeners to let loose, enjoy the moment, and celebrate their birthday in style.
Line by Line Meaning
It's your birthday
Celebration of one's birthday
Put your hands in the air, air
Raising one's hands in excitement
Keep 'em there like you don't care
Keeping arms raised with carefree attitude
Happy birthday (Hey!)
Wishing a happy birthday
That's your song, tell the DJ, "Put it back on"
Requesting one's birthday song to be played again
All night long, feel the [?] to tie one on
Drinking throughout the night to celebrate
Eh yo, order another drink, I don't care what you think
Command to order another drink without any worries
I'm getting drunk as a skunk, throw up in the sink
Drinking excessively and throwing up
It's a celebration, bitches, bottoms up, break the dishes
Celebrating with drinks and breaking dishes
Sick and delicious, both my birthday wishes
Desire for sick and delicious drinks on the birthday
Super-doo
Expression of excitement
One or two, I'll be scoopin' you
Offering to get drinks for someone
Mix up a pitcher with Caribou Lou
Making Caribou Lou drink
I'm thinking it's a P-A-R-T-Y
Realizing a good party is happening
'Cause I got it
Feeling confident about the ability to party hard
Ain't leaving 'till I empty out my bottle
Not leaving the party until the drink is finished
Grab another round before last call
Getting another drink before the bar closes
Not for the clowns
Warning not to distract from the birthday celebrations
Talking loud but got a glass jaw
People boasting but easily hurt
I'm so [?]
Expression of drunkenness
Slow motion, I can't hear you with that fast talk
Not able to understand due to the effect of alcohol
(Slow it down, baby)
Request to slow down the conversation
And get a handle on it
Trying to control the drinking and behavior
I be your birthday cake
Offering oneself as the birthday gift
Blow out the candle on it and I want it
Suggesting to blow out the candle and make a wish
'Cause it's plenty yonkers around
A lot of people are around to have fun
We won't stop 'till they close this place down, happy birthday
Celebrating until the party ends
Mix up a concoction
Making a drink concoction
The girly is watchin'
Looking attractive to others
They know I'm Kali-baby, they wanna see mr. Watson
Having a reputation for enjoying parties and being wanted
I throw they [?]
Throwing festive objects to enhance the party vibe
I pull up in a Datsun
Arriving in a car with style
Pull the sexiest hot one and the party is poppin'
Getting the hottest person to dance and elevate the party mood
It's your Birthday, shorty
'It's your birthday' wish to one of the females
It's your party
Acknowledging that it's one's birthday party
Dance on the top of the tables like oh my Lordi
Dancing on top of the tables in enthusiasm
Pick up something to sip on
Going to get a drink
Ain't nothing to trip on
No reason to worry
This club is [?] a circle, whenever they are putting Krizz on
The club becomes wild when playing Krizz Kaliko's song
You like fat guys
Complimenting someone's preference in body type
Well, I like fat thigh chicks
Stating one's preference in body type
About your size with, with bag pack rising
Fluidly describing a potential partner's body features
She like my swagger
Feeling confident about oneself and one's style
Says I could have her
The potential partner showing interest in the person
But we trying to kick it, I can get to that right after
Trying to engage the potential partner in a conversation and flirtation
1-50-1 and rumplements
Ordering specific drinks for two individuals
To the car, you're stumblin'
Getting back to the car while being tipsy
Your speech is kinda mumblin', with your keys, you're fumblin'
Not able to speak coherently and struggling to operate the car keys
Pack 'em in your jeep, you're 'bout four deep
Trying to fit four individuals in the car
(You going nowhere)
Commenting on the probability of not getting anywhere while being drunk in a car
Yeah have a sleep
Recommending not to drive until sober
You're kicking it for your
Celebrating for oneself
Drank so much I'm falling down, falling down, crawling 'round
Unable to control oneself due to excessive drinking
Help me up, Kali (Come on, man) I think I gotta pee
Asking for help to stand up and feeling the need to urinate
(Get up) I'mma go into this alley so nobody can see
Going to urinate in the alley secretly
I know it's a ill hood, but I think I still should
Knowing it's wrong but still thinking of urinating in the alley
Wait for it! Ahh, now that feel real good
Relieving oneself and feeling satisfied
I think I'm about to sack, let the sack fill her
Preparing for sexual intimacy with the partner
And we're both drunk so give the keys to Makzilla
Handing over the keys to an individual who can drive while being drunk
A birthday ain't the same without booze (Let's hit Denny's)
Expression of the importance of alcohol on one's birthday
No, no, don't talk about food! (Apple pie)
Ignoring the topic of food and sarcastically naming a dish
For real mane I'm backed down on my knees
Feeling tired and kneeling down
I'm hoping I don't get no liquor disease (Macaroni and cheese)
Feeling worried about getting sick due to excessive drinking and sarcastically naming a dish
Oh God, no, please (Haha!)
Panicking and then laughing out loud
I think I had too many KC Teas!
Realizing the reason for being extremely drunk
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: AARON DONTEZ YATES, ADAM BLAKE CHERRINGTON, SAMUEL WILLIAM CHRISTOPHER WATSON
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