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/
Muah
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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I thought they was gon' fuck! I don't know
I'd rather be looking at a pussy like that like
"Muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah!" Sorry n' shit
Muah, muah, muah, muah, sorry n' shit
We go
Don't bring her around us because we will get the vote
Cause money and the power get your honey in the shower
With this one he got it runny in her flower
When that whore see me rap
You won't be able to snatch your beezy back
It ain't no reason to act so sleazy cat
Music is some kind of aphrodisiac
You don't know she dreaming of having us in the sheets like
Loving that nigga that eat right
What you expect?
See if you were Tech
You would be pounding poonani each night
If she bites, tell her to stop!
Then we fight
Next minute break up
Then make up
That's what I call a peace pipe
My apologies
She wants Tech so she nollers me
Swallows me
On my rod is where your broad'll be
And your girl's a hella partying chick
And she kiss it like
Muah, muah, muah
Sorry n' shit
Muah, muah, muah, muah, sorry n' shit
We go
That's why she want us in her throat
Don't bring her around us because we will get the vote
Uh huh
'Em big ones huh?
So I'm dumps her
Pump her rump she hear that song and then she on my bumper
After the show
Watch how these hoes get
Yaya!
She just tryna' give me what I'm gonna get
I'm sober as a gopher
Poke her and then I'm over it
Okay!
And I ain't slowing it down cause I got a goal to get
I know what your motive is
But I'm gone before the morning hit
Okay!
I know she know just what a boner is
She phone the kids
She ain't coming home cause she on the dick
W-why you fighting 'round them areolas
Might be piping wives and they
Like my rhymes reciting 'em
At the bar we can sit
Drink and see how far we get
Me and the Donny Poonani we already hit
Sorry n' shit
Muah, muah, muah, muah, sorry n' shit
Ey!
We're some dudes they want to fuck
Want us in they throat cause we
And give her what she missing at home
Feelin' K9 and she'll be alone
I see that snake and bat tat
Then I'm at that, wanna give us head
Around the map, you don't match that
Talkin' bout, she love me now
Now how hard it can get
And I can tell her now she hardly can sit
Ey!
Muah, muah, muah, muah, sorry n' shit
The lyrics in Tech N9ne Collabos' song "Muah" talk about the rapper's sexual encounters and how he and other men are desired by women. The opening lines describe two men fighting and getting close to each other, causing confusion as to whether they are going to have sex. Tech N9ne expresses his preference for women and the pleasure of kissing a woman's genitalia. The lyrics go on to describe women's attraction to money and power, which leads them to engage in sexual encounters with Tech N9ne and his crew. However, Tech N9ne also acknowledges that sex can come with complications, such as relationships and breakups. The chorus of "Muah" features the sound of multiple kisses, emphasizing sexual desire and pleasure.
The song's lyrics were controversial upon its release, as some critics accused Tech N9ne of being misogynistic and promoting casual sex. However, Tech N9ne defended the song and argued that it is a reflection of his own experiences and not meant to encourage harmful behavior towards women. "Muah" is an example of Tech N9ne's fast-paced and explicit style of rapping, which has made him a popular figure in the underground rap scene.
Line by Line Meaning
Them niggas were in each others face like this
Two men were very close to each other, facing each other.
I thought they was gon' fuck! I don't know
The singer thought the men were going to have sex, but is unsure.
I'd rather be looking at a pussy like that like "Muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah, muah!" Sorry n' shit
The singer prefers to look at a woman's genitals and make kissing sounds, but apologizes for their statement.
We go
That's why she want us in her throat
Don't bring her around us because we will get the vote
The artist claims that women want them sexually, and advises against bringing women around them because they will want to have sex.
Cause money and the power get your honey in the shower
With this one he got it runny in her flower
Wealth and influence can make women want to have sex; one of the artists had sex with a woman, making her aroused.
When that whore see me rap
You won't be able to snatch your beezy back
It ain't no reason to act so sleazy cat
Music is some kind of aphrodisiac
When women see the singer rap, they will be so impressed they won't want to leave; there is no need to behave poorly, as music is sexually stimulating.
You don't know she dreaming of having us in the sheets like
Loving that nigga that eat right
Women dream of having sex with the singers; they also like men who eat well.
What you expect?
See if you were Tech
You would be pounding poonani each night
If she bites, tell her to stop!
Then we fight
Next minute break up
Then make up
That's what I call a peace pipe
My apologies
The artist asks what else one would expect from someone like Tech, who has sex every night; if a woman bites during sex, the artists will fight and then make up, which is a metaphorical peace pipe. The artist then apologizes for their statements.
She wants Tech so she nollers me
Swallows me
On my rod is where your broad'll be
A woman wants to have sex with Tech, but instead has oral sex with the artist; the artist claims that the woman will have sex with them next.
And your girl's a hella partying chick
And she kiss it like
Muah, muah, muah
Sorry n' shit
The artist claims that another woman is a wild partygoer who will kiss their genitals apologetically.
We go
That's why she want us in her throat
Don't bring her around us because we will get the vote
The singers repeat their claim that women want them sexually and advise against bringing women around them.
'Em big ones huh?
So I'm dumps her
Pump her rump she hear that song and then she on my bumper
The artist chooses to leave a woman with large breasts, but others pursue him after they hear his music.
After the show
Watch how these hoes get
Yaya!
She just tryna' give me what I'm gonna get
After performing, women flock to the singers; one woman is trying to give the singer sex.
I'm sober as a gopher
Poke her and then I'm over it
Okay!
And I ain't slowing it down cause I got a goal to get
The singer claims to be sober and have sex quickly before moving on to their goals.
I know what your motive is
But I'm gone before the morning hit
Okay!
I know she know just what a boner is
She phone the kids
She ain't coming home cause she on the dick
The singer knows what the woman's motivation is, but leaves before morning; the woman knows what an erection is and won't come home because she's having sex.
W-why you fighting 'round them areolas
Might be piping wives and they
Like my rhymes reciting 'em
The artist asks why others are fighting around women's nipples; the artist might be having sex with married women who enjoy their music.
At the bar we can sit
Drink and see how far we get
Me and the Donny Poonani we already hit
Sorry n' shit
The artists suggest sitting at a bar and drinking to see if they can find someone to have sex with; one of them has already had sex. They apologize for their statements.
Ey!
We're some dudes they want to fuck
Want us in they throat cause we
And give her what she missing at home
Feelin' K9 and she'll be alone
I see that snake and bat tat
Then I'm at that, wanna give us head
Around the map, you don't match that
Talkin' bout, she love me now
Now how hard it can get
And I can tell her now she hardly can sit
Ey!
The singers are acknowledging their sexual appeal to women; they will provide women with something they're missing at home, making the women horny. One woman has a tattoo of a snake and bat that the singers find attractive. They know that the woman loves them and she can't handle the intensity of sex with them.
Muah, muah, muah, muah, sorry n' shit
Muah, muah, muah, muah, sorry n' shit
The singers end the song repeating the kissing sound they made earlier, apologizing afterwards.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Michael Summers, Samuel William Christopher Watson, Aaron Dontez Yates
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