His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure heās 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 MCās flow is sharper and slicker than itās ever been.
āThis is another roller coaster ride,ā explains TECH N9NE about the release. āWhen it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. Itās a beginnerās course for people who donāt 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.ā 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. Itās a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.
The single, āNothin,āā is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on āMidwest Choppers 2,ā TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. āKrayzie Bone came through and murdered it,ā says TECH N9NE. āI modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. āMidwest Choppers 2ā is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.ā
TECH N9NEās inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic āRed Nose.ā He doesnāt pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced āBlown Away,ā either. Itās 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 āIām A Playa,ā āCaribou Louā (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), āRiotmaker,ā āLike Yeahā and āEverybody Move,ā itās 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 ā just TECH N9NEās own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NEās 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 MTVās āJackassā crew.
It hasnāt been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and heāll never stop. āThey call me devil worshipper because Iām different. I give you music for my core. Theyāre 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 Iām trying to reach others, too. Itās not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just donāt get it. This album is the result; swallow it. Itās middle finger music, all-day and all-night.ā
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 doesnāt 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 N9NEās next masterpiece, K.O.D. āI want people to know that Iām getting better and better and Iām a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. Itās the farewell to the TECH N9NE youāve known lately. Itās getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place Iām going, but this place is my specialty.ā
āI donāt need people to kiss my hand,ā assures TECH N9NE. āIām not trippinā on status, and Iām not a narcissist when it comes to rap. Itās my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I canāt hold back. This is what I know.ā
Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/
Intro
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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I figured, hell, why not
Be what I'm supposed to be?
And then if you can't tell when you listen closely
They suck
I mean they just suck seed
I love it, glasses and asses up
Look at me, look at me, woah, what the fuck?
Look at me, look at me, nigga, I'm rich forever (okay)
You get to suck seed
You can suck it, I make 'em puke in buckets
Producin' ruckus, who can touch it?
He fake and losin' ducats, I'm scoopin' up
But identical, I will never be, pinnacle, I'm ahead of ye
Never begin a flow, at minimal, I incredibly rock that
Sit your ass down
Away from the massacre, they gonna laugh at you
Come with the fuckery, A. Yates gonna blast at the
Naysayers yappin', the K comin' after ya
I'm in a battle with enemies and I'ma kick up the energy
With the divinity, nobody malicious can limit me
I locked rap, back in the day the city where chops at
Shocked that, some of 'em saying I ain't the top cat, stop that
With your wack sound
They know if they trippin', I'ma come with enough B's
To hit 'em with the stingers, they do nothin' but just bleed
But for now I'ma stunt on them and tell 'em to suck seed
Oh, tell me how to fail
When you look at all I've got
And what's in front of me
And then if you can't tell when you're looking at me
I buss for fun while they suck seed
I love it, glasses and asses up
I love it, yeah, we get the bag for what?
Look at me, look at me, what the fuck?
Look at me, look at me, nigga, I'm rich forever (okay)
You get to suck seed
Like Monica with a stain on her blouse
My cock got the moniker, bitches keep my name in their mouth
I'm a thermometer, you can't monitor with JVC
While I just lay on the couch and she suck it like it's Tang in the pouch
I'ma get to bussin' like a AA-12 do
Having fun with the bullet, get it? I'm playing around
You ain't safe 'cause I'll knock out bodies in the safe, not a sound
It goes up, even when I piss, I don't aim at the ground
Niggas be thinking they better but never could buss at the kings
Steady be rappin' and cappin' just like the gunpowder thing
Niggas don't want smoke, I do like when you run out of trees
Takin' flight on you niggas just like I jumped out a swing
All them suckers by you, they can't help you
I stage dive with guns, I jump out and squeeze
Haters treat success like it's a one hour deed to succeed
Never, but here's a bag of sunflower seeds, little nigga
Oh, I don't know how to fail
I've never not been hot
Look what you've done to me
And then if you can't tell when you're close to me
I'm what you'd be if you didn't suck seed
The lyrics of Tech N9ne's song "Intro" address his confidence in his abilities as a rapper and his disdain for his haters. The first verse begins with Tech N9ne stating that he can't fail and that he is going to be what he's supposed to be. He claims that anyone who listens closely can tell that his haters "suck seed," which is likely a derogatory term for performing poorly or failing. The chorus repeats the line "you get to suck seed" four times, emphasizing Tech N9ne's triumph over his detractors.
In the second verse, Tech N9ne describes himself as a producer of "ruckus" and mocks those who try to imitate him or fail to live up to his level of success. He speaks about his battle with enemies, whom he plans to defeat with his "divinity," and his prowess as a rapper. He warns his haters that he has enough "bees" to hit them with the "stingers" and that they will "just bleed." The third verse continues to emphasize Tech N9ne's confidence and superiority, with references to his sexual conquests and his ability to knock out bodies without making a sound. He declares that he will always be hot and that he is what others would be if they didn't "suck seed."
Line by Line Meaning
I just can't fail
I am confident in my abilities and believe that I will always succeed
I figured, hell, why not
I have nothing to lose, so why not try to achieve my goals?
Be what I'm supposed to be?
Shouldn't I strive to be the best version of myself?
And then if you can't tell when you listen closely
Upon closer examination, it becomes clear that the quality of the music produced by others is subpar
They suck
The music being produced by others is of inferior quality
I mean they just suck seed
Their music is so bad that it is comparable to sucking on sunflower seeds
I love it, glasses and asses up
I enjoy partying and embracing the good times with a drink in hand and admiring attractive women
I love it, yeah, we get the bag for what?
We are making significant money for our art and craft, and we should cherish it
Look at me, look at me, woah, what the fuck?
I am successful, and it's surprising to some people
Look at me, look at me, nigga, I'm rich forever (okay)
I am incredibly wealthy, and my success is guaranteed to last a lifetime
You get to suck seed
Your music is of inferior quality compared to mine
You can suck it, I make 'em puke in buckets
I am so good at what I do that it makes others feel sick in comparison
Producin' ruckus, who can touch it?
My music is so great that no one can compete with it
He fake and losin' ducats, I'm scoopin' up
Others are losing money due to being fake, whereas I am making a lot of money because of my authenticity
But identical, I will never be, pinnacle, I'm ahead of ye
I am unique, and no one can ever match my level of excellence and success
Never begin a flow, at minimal, I incredibly rock that
My flow is incredible, even at its most basic level
Sit your ass down
Stop talking because you cannot compete with me
Away from the massacre, they gonna laugh at you
Stay away from me when I am performing because you will be embarrassed by how much better I am than you
Come with the fuckery, A. Yates gonna blast at the
If you try to start problems with me, I will retaliate and come out on top
Naysayers yappin', the K comin' after ya
People who doubt my abilities will regret it in the end when I come out victorious
I'm in a battle with enemies and I'ma kick up the energy
I am in constant competition with my enemies, and I will not back down
With the divinity, nobody malicious can limit me
My talent is God-given, and no one can stop me from achieving greatness
I locked rap, back in the day the city where chops at
I am the king of rap, and I have been for a long time in the city where the best rappers come from
Shocked that, some of 'em saying I ain't the top cat, stop that
It's surprising that some are saying that I am not the best, but they should stop because they are wrong
With your wack sound
Your music is terrible
They know if they trippin', I'ma come with enough B's
Those who dare to challenge me will face the sting of my insults and my fans' backlash
To hit 'em with the stingers, they do nothin' but just bleed
If you try to come after me, I will make you suffer the consequences, leaving you with no other choice but to accept my superiority
But for now I'ma stunt on them and tell 'em to suck seed
For now, I will enjoy my success and tell those who doubted me to go suck on sunflower seeds
Oh, tell me how to fail
It's impossible for me to fail
When you look at all I've got
My wealth and success are evident to all who see me
And what's in front of me
I am confident in my future prospects
And then if you can't tell when you're looking at me
If you can't see how much better than you, then you're not paying attention
I buss for fun while they suck seed
I am always at my peak while others are still trying to catch up, struggling and failing in the process
Like Monica with a stain on her blouse
I am so unforgettable that people cannot forget me, just like Monica's infamous stain on her dress
My cock got the moniker, bitches keep my name in their mouth
I am a sex symbol, and women can't stop talking about me
I'm a thermometer, you can't monitor with JVC
I am so hot that no device can measure my temperature
While I just lay on the couch and she suck it like it's Tang in the pouch
I am so good in bed that women come to me and eagerly perform oral sex
I'ma get to bussin' like a AA-12 do
I am going to excel at what I do, just like the automatic shotgun AA-12 is great at what it does
Having fun with the bullet, get it? I'm playing around
I am so talented that I can make great music while relaxing and having fun
You ain't safe 'cause I'll knock out bodies in the safe, not a sound
If you try to cross me, you will face the dangerous consequences of my power and influence
It goes up, even when I piss, I don't aim at the ground
I am so good that everything I do is successful, including something as mundane as using the bathroom
Niggas be thinking they better but never could buss at the kings
Others may think they are better than me, but they will never have the talent to succeed like me
Steady be rappin' and cappin' just like the gunpowder thing
Others try to rap like me, but their efforts are as flawed as the incomplete explosive gunpowder
Niggas don't want smoke, I do like when you run out of trees
Others are afraid to fight me, but I welcome a challenge, even when I am at a disadvantage
Takin' flight on you niggas just like I jumped out a swing
I am so good that I can rise above my competition, just like a child on a playground swing
All them suckers by you, they can't help you
Your associates cannot save you from the consequences of trying to take me down
I stage dive with guns, I jump out and squeeze
I am so popular that I can crowd surf and shoot guns, knowing that my fans will always catch me
Haters treat success like it's a one hour deed to succeed
Those who hate me think that success comes easily when, in reality, success is the product of years of hard work and dedication
Never, but here's a bag of sunflower seeds, little nigga
You will always be inferior to me, but here's a consolation prize of sunflower seeds that you can suck on, little one
Lyrics Ā© BMG Rights Management
Written by: Aaron D. Yates, Damon Gomez, Samuel Watson, Tarrel C. Gulledge
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Frederick J. Valentine
Just love how he's whistling the Jelly Sickle beat
I don't comment often
So many different flows and the way he stays in rhythm when pronouncing rapid syllables while showing emotion in the rhyme sometimes for whole verses ( He's a Mental Giant verse 2 the "narcissistic" sound ) is something that he does to put other rappers to FUCKING SHAME. TECH N9NE!!!!
l1laj608
favorite skit /w my world! love how you did the captions with the lyrics too that was awesome! keep it strange pimpin!
Jake Betts
I fuckin love when my phone plays My World right after this shit!
D Rew
Any one ever try to pass this as their own free style ? Lol
SubLyriKal Productions
THIS IS FUCKING ILL. MAKES CORONA SEEM LIKE A COLD.
Louis Bocanegra
dopest skit ever, just got into this dude he's nice..
Isiac Artison
Best intro ever.. That can think of
Raider the Boston terrier
You got a guard, I got a squad
AndrewHTE
Just noticed the guy at the beginning is Krizz Kaliko