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/
Mitchell Bade
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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There's a lot of slinky niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
What up Mitch? Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it feel, to have a nigga that will kill ya for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick I found the remedy for the enemy
'Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me
To be exact, he's that nigga that talk, but he really can't back
That shit that he talk, so he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed as I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But it ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch without yo click
Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not slip
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck with a AK 47 on your lip, right
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin' like intisapating they domes day
Camouflagin' but I can see you actin' like a bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Late night I got a page from Bianca
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, my conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation, but it's her first time letting a nigga hit it
But I'm not alone, it seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on
As I continue, continue creepin', creepin' it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on staring
But I'm well equipped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think
I'm sleep, we can talk like men or we can get grim
And handle this shit And the streets, don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name and called you Mitch Bade, Mitch Bade
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Cruisin' down the 'spect with five spliff's roll roll
Passenger seat seat, Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot, dippen up on bitches
But the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "Who's that?" she said her man and he might
Be strapped with a gat, put back on my shit, time to show this fool
Just where it's at, ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I can see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm he shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
Bitch bade, Mitch made niggas!
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
The lyrics to Tech N9ne's song, "Mitchell Bade," speak to a type of person that Tech N9ne himself has encountered often in his life. The lyrics speak to people like Mitchell Bade, a "missile catcher", which is someone who likes to get involved in other people's drama and is always ready to stir up some trouble. Tech N9ne is warning people to be on the lookout for people like Mitchell Bade who are prone to snitching and talking behind others' backs. Tech N9ne also touches on the idea of a person being "pie sprung" and how that can make a person act in irrational and unpredictable ways. In the end, the lyrics suggest that it's better to stay away from people like Mitchell Bade and their drama, and to focus on more positive things.
Overall, Tech N9ne's "Mitchell Bade" speaks to the reality of dealing with difficult people in life. The song resonates with listeners who have experienced similar situations or who know people like Mitchell Bade. The lyrics offer a message of caution and encourage people to pay attention to the people they surround themselves with.
Line by Line Meaning
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
Have you ever met a man who loved drugs so much that he would do anything for them?
There's a lot of slinky niggas where I come from
There are many deceitful men in my community
There's another missile catcher just like him
There is another man who gets caught in the middle of drama, like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
This man's name is Mitchell Bade and he is being called out
What up Mitch? Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
Hello Mitch, do you always act cowardly like this?
How does it feel, to have a nigga that will kill ya for the foul shit you spit?
How does it feel knowing someone will harm you for the things you say?
Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick I found the remedy for the enemy
The biggest snitch, a cowardly person, but I know how to defeat him
What? Bust at the nigga like shootin' at the Kennedy's
What? Shoot at him like shooting at the Kennedy's
'Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me
Because Mitch Bade is not a true friend to me
To be exact, he's that nigga that talk, but he really can't back
He's the type of man that talks a lot, but can't follow through on his words
That shit that he talk, so he gotta walk around with a gat
He talks a big game but carries a gun because he can't back it up
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
But someone like myself can defeat him easily and with great strength
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
If you disrespect the rules of the game, there will be consequences
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
What is happening in the mind of someone like him?
The nigga pissed as I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
He was angry when I shot four bullets at the person he was with
But it ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch without yo click
It's not my fault that you are weak and alone without your friends
Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not slip
Run away quickly, but be careful not to make a mistake
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck with a AK 47 on your lip, right
It's better to be with Bianca than to be in trouble with a gun to your face, right?
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Even if I am under the influence, I can see him from a long distance
Niggas fakin' like intisapating they domes day
People pretend they are ready for the end of the world
Camouflagin' but I can see you actin' like a bitch
You are pretending to be something you are not, but I see through it
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch
This behavior is typical of someone like Mitch
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
If you have someone like Mitch in your circle, you should check them
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
Prepare for conflict and be ready to make a lot of money from it
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
If someone is badly hurt
Late night I got a page from Bianca
Late at night, I received a message from Bianca
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
She told me her man was behaving erratically, so I should go pick her up a block away
So I um, got prepared, my conscience told me grab the gat
So I got ready to protect myself and grabbed a gun
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All I was focused on was having sex with her
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Usually I am all about making money, but tonight I want to relax
Deep conversation, but it's her first time letting a nigga hit it
We talked deeply, but it was her first time having sex
But I'm not alone, it seems this nigga was on the phone
But I'm not alone, it looks like this man was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on
He heard our conversation, the topic of sex, now there will be trouble
As I continue, continue creepin', creepin' it's apparent
As I continued to sneak, it became clear
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on staring
I realized I am dealing with a cowardly person named Mitch Bade, which is why he was staring at us
But I'm well equipped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think
But I am prepared to handle any situation, so don't underestimate me
I'm sleep, we can talk like men or we can get grim
Don't think that I am not paying attention, we can either talk peacefully or fight
And handle this shit And the streets, don't ever trust no coch
Let's deal with this and be done, but don't ever trust anyone on the streets
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Especially when someone like me is coming to your neighborhood
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
A cowardly person like you can't see that you were fooled
So we just changed your name and called you Mitch Bade, Mitch Bade
So we gave you a new name, Mitch Bade, because you acted like a coward
Cruisin' down the 'spect with five spliff's roll roll
Driving down the street while smoking five marijuana joints
Passenger seat seat, Sunday the Hoe Stroll
In the passenger seat, looking at prostitutes on Sunday night
Went to park with major loot, dippen up on bitches
Went to the park with a lot of money, looking for women
But the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But a jealous person like Mitch is ready to shoot, watch out
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
But the day is not complete without a woman with a big butt and a smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
I need a woman who is sexually active and passionate
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
I ran into this attractive and photogenic woman
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epidemic
In a short amount of time, I'm going to have sex with her while wearing a condom to avoid getting AIDS
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got it, understood, everything is good in the neighborhood, I just knocked on wood for good luck
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Went to her house, drank some alcohol, laid down, and saw her body
Then, knock knock, "Who's that?" she said her man and he might
Then, there was a knock on the door. She answered and said it was her man
Be strapped with a gat, put back on my shit, time to show this fool
He may have a gun, so I got ready to fight and show him he made a mistake
Just where it's at, ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I can see
The situation is tense, I was ready to fight, but she allowed me to see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
She opened the door a bit, but he pushed her and came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm he shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
He extended his arm and tried to hit me, he should have been more prepared and smarter
Bitch bade, Mitch made niggas!
Cowardly men are called bitch made or Mitch made, like this man
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