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/
O.G
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Full of barbeque stands and the brothers throw hands
Everybody grittin' gettin' grands
Kansas City where the pretty women make you say, "DWAAM!"
Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I came up
This is were the homies trip and say what
Yo we from the show me get my money put a pay up
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her choppers
Lettin' her know this nina dinner cost her
And I'm famous squash her so animal like someone better get her doctor
This boy's born and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U!
But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies
Cause they straight be, in K.U!
Then back to Kansas City where it's Gates all on they plate
We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
I represent the MO and all the way to K state
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates
[Chorus]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait, O.G!
Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Ollie Gates (O.G, Baby!
(This is Kansas City)
We be scoutin', pretty young things yo we got ourselves in
Like Don Dilla I'm a pop her blouse and
Get her hot and ready listenin' to Roger Troutman
Rest In Peace baby, Seven this beat's crazy
Teach babies we used to listen to this at least 80
We Kansas City steppin' no question
We reppin' 56 and 57 we know that if he jeffin' then he's shady
K.C.K.'s Gates got the chicken wings
This'll bring, traffic where the people really put the clip in things
So you better be listening cause the don is sniffin' green
This is the mission get ya when you hittin' your nicotine
They got your money man, and you know that they ate
Something delicous yeah you know the tray say Gates
That's in the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
But I stay great because everyone's bangin' the A. Yates
[Chorus]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait, O.G!
Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Ollie Gates (O.G, Baby!)
North side where is you? (EY!)
South side where is you? (EY!)
East side where is you? (EY!)
West side, what it do? (EY!)
(TECH N9NE!)
Ain't nobody's sauce like this
Ain't no other barbeque boss like this
Them Fiorellas might cost quite a bit
Yeah we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
O.G. told me go see
If the other citys Q is G.O.O.D
But he knew that I would find out slowly
Just like my KC barbeque they cannot hold me, A. Yates
[Chorus]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait
Now everbody say
Lalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
Now everybody say
Lalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
The song "O.G." by Tech N9ne is an ode to his hometown, Kansas City, Missouri. He takes pride in his roots, and paints his city's culture and traditions with bold brushstrokes of lyrical genius. The song opens with him reminiscing about his childhood in the heartland of America, where his youth was spent enjoying barbeque stands and witnessing street fights. He mentions the grittiness of the city and how Kansans hustle to make it big. He then proceeds to pay tribute to the beauty of the local women, who inspire him to sing "DWAAM!" Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous.
As the song progresses, Tech N9ne gives shoutouts to various landmarks in the city, including Ollie Gates, a famous barbeque joint. He also mentions the University of Kansas, where he frequents for the "lovely ladies." Tech N9ne's verses showcase his lyrical prowess, using clever wordplay and skilled puns to pay homage to his hometown. The chorus praises the food at Ollie Gates, describing it to be as fine as the women in Kansas City.
In summary, Tech N9ne's "O.G." is a love letter to Kansas City, celebrating the rich culture and traditions of the city he calls home. His deft wordplay and rollicking flow paint a vivid picture of this heartland town, all while paying tribute to its landmarks and inhabitants.
Line by Line Meaning
Raised in the middle of the land
I was born and raised in the heart of America
Full of barbeque stands and the brothers throw hands
Kansas City is known for its fantastic barbeque and tough citizens
Everybody grittin' gettin' grands
We're all working hard and making money
Kansas City where the pretty women make you say, "DWAAM!"
The women in KC are stunning
Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
We have a lot of energy because we're well-known
Wicked women want me cause I came up
Women are attracted to me because of my success
This is were the homies trip and say what
This is where my friends get excited and speak their minds
Yo we from the show me get my money put a pay up
We're from Missouri and we always get paid
Got on my Five-O Ones and my gritter posture
I'm wearing my best clothes and standing tall
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her choppers
I treat women well and if they have money, I'm interested
Lettin' her know this nina dinner cost her
I tell her that she has to pay for our dinner
And I'm famous squash her so animal like someone better get her doctor
I'm famous and powerful, so someone might need to tend to the woman I'm with
This boy's born and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U!
I'm proud to be from KC and went to Mizzou for college
But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies
Occasionally, I go to Lawrence, Kansas to meet women
Cause they straight be, in K.U!
Because the women at the University of Kansas are beautiful
Then back to Kansas City where it's Gates all on they plate
When I return to KC, everyone is enjoying the delicious food at Gates Bar-B-Q
We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
We miss the food from Gates when we leave town
I represent the MO and all the way to K state
I represent Missouri and Kansas State University
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates
My stage name is Tech N9ne, but people who know me personally call me A. Yates
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
I look really good, just like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
A delicious and unique item on the menu at Gates Bar-B-Q
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Let's all have fun and dance
Can't wait, O.G!
I'm excited, original gangster style!
Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Ollie Gates is a legendary icon in Kansas City
This is Kansas City
We're proud of our hometown
We be scoutin', pretty young things yo we got ourselves in
We're looking for beautiful women and we're scoring
Like Don Dilla I'm a pop her blouse and
Like the character Don Dilla, I'm sexy and seductive with women
Get her hot and ready listenin' to Roger Troutman
I turn on music by Roger Troutman to set the mood with women
Rest In Peace baby, Seven this beat's crazy
Shoutout to the late Roger Troutman and Seven, the producer of this amazing beat
Teach babies we used to listen to this at least 80
I'm a mentor to younger rappers and we used to listen to Roger Troutman in the 80s
We Kansas City steppin' no question
We're dancing our own unique style in Kansas City
We reppin' 56 and 57 we know that if he jeffin' then he's shady
We represent the streets and we're suspicious of anyone who acts like they're better than us
K.C.K.'s Gates got the chicken wings
The Gates Bar-B-Q in Kansas City, Kansas has delicious chicken wings
This'll bring, traffic where the people really put the clip in things
The popularity of Gates Bar-B-Q can cause traffic and attract dangerous people
So you better be listening cause the don is sniffin' green
Pay attention because I'm always searching for opportunities to make more money
This is the mission get ya when you hittin' your nicotine
I'm on a mission to catch you when you're vulnerable
They got your money man, and you know that they ate
They took your money and spent it on delicious food from Gates Bar-B-Q
Something delicous yeah you know the tray say Gates
It's always delicious and the tray says Gates Bar-B-Q on it
That's in the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
If you don't pay on time, they'll come after you
But I stay great because everyone's bangin' the A. Yates
I'm doing great because everyone loves my music under my real name, A. Yates
North side where is you? (EY!)
Calling out to the people on the north side of Kansas City to make some noise
South side where is you? (EY!)
Calling out to the people on the south side of Kansas City to make some noise
East side where is you? (EY!)
Calling out to the people on the east side of Kansas City to make some noise
West side, what it do? (EY!)
Asking the people on the west side of Kansas City what's happening
(TECH N9NE!)
My name is Tech N9ne and I'm here to perform
Ain't nobody's sauce like this
No one has barbecue sauce as good as ours
Ain't no other barbeque boss like this
No one else can compete with our barbecue
Them Fiorellas might cost quite a bit
Fiorella's Barbecue might be more expensive
Yeah we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
They might try, but they can't beat our flavor
O.G. told me go see
An older gangster told me to check out other cities' barbecue
If the other citys Q is G.O.O.D
If their barbecue is good
But he knew that I would find out slowly
But he knew I would always come back to our barbecue
Just like my KC barbeque they cannot hold me, A. Yates
No other barbecue can compare to ours, and nothing can hold me back as A. Yates
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Brian Watson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Miss Maddox
Raised in the middle of the land
Full of barbeque stands and the brothers throw hands
Everybody grittin' gettin' grands
Kansas City where the pretty women make you say, "DWAAM!"
Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I came up
This is were the homies trip and say what
Yo we from the show me get my money put a pay up
Got on my Five-O Ones and my gritter posture
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her choppers
Lettin' her know this nina dinner cost her
And I'm famous squash her so animal like someone better get her doctor
This boy's born and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U!
But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies
Cause they straight be, in K.U!
Then back to Kansas City where it's Gates all on they plate
We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
I represent the MO and all the way to K state
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait, O.G!
Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Ollie Gates (O.G, Baby!
We be scoutin', pretty young things yo we got ourselves in
Like Don Dilla I'm a pop her blouse and
Get her hot and ready listenin' to Roger Troutman
Rest In Peace baby, Seven this beat's crazy
Teach babies we used to listen to this at least 80
We Kansas City steppin' no question
We reppin' 56 and 57 we know that if he jeffin' then he's shady
K.C.K.'s Gates got the chicken wings
This'll bring, traffic where the people really put the clip in things
So you better be listening cause the don is sniffin' green
This is the mission get ya when you hittin' your nicotine
They got your money man, and you know that they ate
Something delicous yeah you know the tray say Gates
That's in the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
But I stay great because everyone's bangin' the A. Yates
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait, O.G!
Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Ollie Gates (O.G, Baby!)
North side where is you? (EY!)
South side where is you? (EY!)
East side where is you? (EY!)
West side, what it do? (EY!)
(TECH N9NE!)
Ain't nobody's sauce like this
Ain't no other barbeque boss like this
Them Fiorellas might cost quite a bit
Yeah we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
O.G. told me go see
If the other citys Q is G.O.O.D
But he knew that I would find out slowly
Just like my KC barbeque they cannot hold me, A. Yates
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait
Now everbody say
Lalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
Now everybody say
Lalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
Hayes Humphries
My family is not a fan of rap or hip hop......this guy is the best...my mom is 75 years old and despises tap!...She absolutely can understand every word he says....plus who in the hell raps about a bbq restaurant??? I love his patriotism! Ironically we're from KC.....Overland Park which is right next to Olathe where Tech is from! Please keep'em coming Tech!! Unbiased compliments and comments here btw!
cavemanO11
It's not just about the restaurant... He's repping his city... Standard "hip hop/rap" but it's so good ☺️
Tim McGruder
He's from KC. Went to Soutwest High School.
Quincy Hollister
he can rap about anything and make it sound boss
Money Blue
Quincy Hollister i know it’s nice though
Stephanie Marlowe
Yep
Couch Gravity
Tech N9ne made the mainstream bow down to him, by rapping about Barbeque and making drinks.The same can be said for no other. Technician I am, wholeheartedly, In life, And in death.
Desiree
This shit can always hype me up for a damn good day
Aaron Sakulich
Listen, I'm just saying, Krizz Kaliko on roller skates is the dopest shit I've seen in a long time. Fuck yes
BJ Smith
He's a real rapper. Not one of these fake ones that want to rap about robbing niggas and shit and they aint even doing it. He comes from the soul and I salute him for that