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/
On Our Way To L.A
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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5-6 the spot homie smoking grass
Pass me the drink watch a nigga get towed down
Tech gave the low down
Now it's time to put the hoes down
I came and questions got the bitch
Guessing 'bout the dick fucked the white too quick
Nothin' but a trick bitch now I'm on another journey
Ten hours away, then I'm on my way to Cali L.A
To make Gs, pretty bitches and palm trees
35 south 40 going west
15 the opposite of north on a quest
Hittin' prospect straight bro
Looking for some Kansas City hoes to poke
But rellish floats my boat
Keep a nigga for live in my pocket I gotta get mine
Keeping suspicious middle niggas behind my line
Rewind my rhyme, Nina with many dope styles
Pack my bag now I'm out pal
Kick it with some Biancas up in Oklahoma stayin' over for one night
Hit it right then I'm out, no diggity no doubt
Rich man suits, ? her face off in the pillow
The next morning dippin' met some biancs in Amarillo
Give me the number Bianc so that when we come back through
Play some questions with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh
40 west, to Alberquerque on through the
Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3DQ
Is down with us, you can say what you say
Kansas City all day, offer relish on my way to L.A
All we want is the palm trees a pretty bitch (and become rich)
Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.)
Turn Cali to Missouri
We hit the highway, the fly way
Doing 89 niggas waste no time
Make a pit stop bumpin' old school hip-hop
Midwestside never flip-flop
Niggas get dropped, all about the rellish when we creep
Stopped in Oklahoma City got us a suite
Gave niggas much love, passed much bud
Come here baby get at me show what you made of
12 20 north-west, a little get together
Beautiful ladies, nobody shady
Down-ass homies, nobody phony
Everything was dandy
So wassup to my homegirls Tammy
Tachey and Tez, right too thick
Misery niggas, right too sick
We gotta make that group
We gotta jet, seven forty seven style
Oh shit, eleven hundred mo' miles
L.A. two-way my on
The chronic up in L.A. we stayed high gone
Wake up show flows see hoes on the 405
Already hell alive when I arrive
Midwest style no Cristal just Caribou Lou
Feel like I'm an alien like Mr. Sulu a new crew but who?
Them road dog niggas from Mizzizy
We rollin' on Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy
What's the real dough, we got that real flow
You other busters coming fake like a dildo
And if you wanna try a nigga from the misery get with me
And me show you what the Tecca Nina kill fo'
I'm out for stacks baby, creating plaques baby
After I'm making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe
Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the Roxy
I'm off and can't a motherfucker stop me I'm off nigga
All we want is the palm trees a pretty bitch (and become rich)
Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.)
Turn Cali to Missouri
All we want is the palm trees a pretty bitch (and become rich)
Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.)
Turn Cali to Missouri
(Yeah, ey, call the nigga Don and tell that nigga to get the van ready
we 'bout to roll to Cali)
We got everything, hey just make sure we got everything you know?
(Yeah that's right I got the ?)
Call the nigga Q and tell 'em uh, we arrive uh- five o'clock memorial day man)
(That's right that's right ey)
Tell the nigga to have some biancs ready for us
(Tell the nigga to have the motherfucking 151 ready
'cause we got plenty of Caribou Lou ready for bitches in the jacuzzi)
And play some questions with you hoes
(Where the fuck is LeJo at man?)
The lyrics of Tech N9ne's song “On Our Way To L.A.” describes the journey of the rapper and his crew as they travel from Kansas City to California in search of money, women, and palm trees. The song begins with Tech N9ne's desire for cash and female company as they smoke weed, and he has no intention of entertaining a questioning woman who guesses inadequately about him wanting sex. The rapper references several cities they passed through as they traveled west, such as Oklahoma City and Albuquerque, and how they bumped old school hip-hop along the way. When they get to LA, they meet with their Missouri brethren to take over Hollywood and show off their skills at the Roxy.
In the lyrics, Tech N9ne also mentions drinking Caribou Lou, a cocktail he invented that contains Malibu Rum and pineapple juice. This drink was so popular that he later released a song in 2006 called “Caribou Lou” as an ode to the beverage. The song's tone is celebratory and boasts of the rapper's success, with his crew looking to make a name for themselves in the rap game while enjoying the fruits of their labor. Tech N9ne's quick rhymes, storytelling, and wordplay make this song stand out as a highlight of his career.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm all about the cash, down to get the ass
I'm focused on making money and having sexual encounters.
5-6 the spot homie smoking grass
Smoking weed at a location with friends.
Pass me the drink watch a nigga get towed down
Give me a drink to enjoy myself.
Tech gave the low down
Tech provided information or instructions.
Now it's time to put the hoes down
It's time to stop dealing with women.
I came and questions got the bitch
I had sex with a woman who was uncertain about me.
Guessing 'bout the dick fucked the white too quick
People were unsure of the singer's intent, leading to misunderstandings.
Nothin' but a trick bitch now I'm on another journey
The woman was just a casual sexual encounter, and the singer is moving on.
Had no rub', hope the bitch don't burn me
The singer didn't have a condom, and he hopes he doesn't catch an STD.
Ten hours away, then I'm on my way to Cali L.A
The singer is driving to Los Angeles, California.
To make Gs, pretty bitches and palm trees
He is going to make money and meet attractive women in a warm climate.
35 south 40 going west
Driving directions to get to LA.
15 the opposite of north on a quest
The singer is driving south, seeking something or someone.
Hittin' prospect straight bro
The singer is going to a place called Prospect.
Looking for some Kansas City hoes to poke
The singer is looking for women to have sexual encounters with in Kansas City, Missouri.
But rellish floats my boat
The singer is focused on making money, rather than sex.
Keep a nigga for live in my pocket I gotta get mine
I keep a gun on me at all times because I need to make money.
Keeping suspicious middle niggas behind my line
The singer is avoiding people who might steal from him or jeopardize his plans.
Rewind my rhyme, Nina with many dope styles
I am a rapper with many different styles of music.
Pack my bag now I'm out pal
The singer is leaving after getting ready to travel.
Kick it with some Biancas up in Oklahoma stayin' over for one night
Staying with some women named Bianca in Oklahoma for one night.
Hit it right then I'm out, no diggity no doubt
Having sex with a woman before leaving, without any commitment.
Rich man suits, ? her face off in the pillow
Wearing expensive clothes and having sex with women.
The next morning dippin' met some biancs in Amarillo
The next morning, the singer met more women named Bianca in Amarillo, Texas.
Give me the number Bianc so that when we come back through
Give me your phone number, Bianca, so I can contact you when I return to Oklahoma.
Play some questions with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh
Have sexual encounters with the two Biancas.
40 west, to Alberquerque on through the
The singer is driving on Interstate 40 west to Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3DQ
Driving through Arizona while being watched by someone named 3DQ.
Is down with us, you can say what you say
3DQ is friendly with us, so it doesn't matter what other people think.
Kansas City all day, offer relish on my way to L.A
Representing Kansas City and making money on the way to Los Angeles.
All we want is the palm trees a pretty bitch (and become rich)
The singer wants to make money, meet attractive women, and enjoy the warm climate.
Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.)
The singer and his crew are coming to Los Angeles with energy and enthusiasm.
Turn Cali to Missouri
The singer and his crew will make California feel like Missouri.
We hit the highway, the fly way
The singer and his crew are on the highway, moving quickly.
Doing 89 niggas waste no time
The singer and his crew are speeding down the highway at 89 mph.
Make a pit stop bumpin' old school hip-hop
Stopping briefly to listen to old hip-hop music.
Midwestside never flip-flop
Representing the Midwest and maintaining consistency.
Niggas get dropped, all about the rellish when we creep
The singer and his crew are focused on making money and taking out anyone who gets in their way.
Stopped in Oklahoma City got us a suite
The singer and his crew stopped in Oklahoma City and got a hotel room.
Gave niggas much love, passed much bud
Sharing love and marijuana with friends.
Come here baby get at me show what you made of
Inviting a woman to have sex with him.
12 20 north-west, a little get together
A gathering happening at 12:20 PM in the northwest part of town.
Beautiful ladies, nobody shady
There are attractive and trustworthy women at the event.
Down-ass homies, nobody phony
There are good and reliable friends at the event.
Everything was dandy
Everything was good.
So wassup to my homegirls Tammy
Giving a shout-out to his female friend named Tammy.
Tachey and Tez, right too thick
The singer's friends Tachey and Tez are attractive and well-proportioned.
Misery niggas, right too sick
The singer's crew is from Missouri and they are very talented.
We gotta make that group
The singer and his friends must form a group.
We gotta jet, seven forty seven style
The group must leave quickly, like a 747 airplane.
Oh shit, eleven hundred mo' miles
They will be traveling an additional 1100 miles.
L.A. two-way my on
Arriving in Los Angeles with a two-way radio.
The chronic up in L.A. we stayed high gone
Smoking marijuana in Los Angeles and becoming high.
Wake up show flows see hoes on the 405
The rapper is performing on a radio show and seeing women driving on the 405 freeway.
Already hell alive when I arrive
The situation is already crazy when he arrives.
Midwest style no Cristal just Caribou Lou
Drinking Caribou Lou instead of the more expensive Cristal champagne.
Feel like I'm an alien like Mr. Sulu a new crew but who?
Feeling like an outsider, like a character from Star Trek. He is also seeking a new crew, but doesn't know who yet.
Them road dog niggas from Mizzizy
The singer's crew is from Missouri and they are loyal.
We rollin' on Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy
The group is driving on Sunset Boulevard, and they are feeling excited and disoriented.
What's the real dough, we got that real flow
The group has the talent to make real money.
You other busters coming fake like a dildo
Other people pretending to be talented are like fake sex toys.
And if you wanna try a nigga from the misery get with me
Challenging anyone who dares to compete with someone from Missouri.
And me show you what the Tecca Nina kill fo'
The singer will show what he's capable of.
I'm out for stacks baby, creating plaques baby
The singer is focused on making money and being recognized for his talent.
After I'm making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe
After making money, he may have sex and sleep.
Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the Roxy
Performing live at the Roxy Theatre and impressing many people.
I'm off and can't a motherfucker stop me I'm off nigga
He feels unstoppable and no one can bring him down.
(Yeah, ey, call the nigga Don and tell that nigga to get the van ready
we 'bout to roll to Cali)
Telling someone named Don to get the van ready for the trip to California.
We got everything, hey just make sure we got everything you know?
Making sure they have everything they need for the trip.
(Yeah that's right I got the ?)
Reassuring the group that he has something, possibly money or drugs.
Call the nigga Q and tell 'em uh, we arrive uh- five o'clock memorial day man)
Contacting someone named Q to inform him that they will arrive on Memorial Day at 5:00 PM.
(That's right that's right ey)
Expressing agreement and enthusiasm.
Tell the nigga to have some biancs ready for us
Asking Q to have women named Bianca ready for the group when they arrive.
(Tell the nigga to have the motherfucking 151 ready
'cause we got plenty of Caribou Lou ready for bitches in the jacuzzi)
Asking Q to have 151 alcohol ready because the group plans to entertain women in a hot tub.
And play some questions with you hoes
The group plans to have sexual encounters with women.
(Where the fuck is LeJo at man?)
Asking where someone named LeJo is located.
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