His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure heβs 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 MCβs flow is sharper and slicker than itβs ever been.
βThis is another roller coaster ride,β explains TECH N9NE about the release. βWhen it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. Itβs a beginnerβs course for people who donβt 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.β 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. Itβs a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.
The single, βNothin,ββ is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on βMidwest Choppers 2,β TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. βKrayzie Bone came through and murdered it,β says TECH N9NE. βI modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. βMidwest Choppers 2β is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.β
TECH N9NEβs inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic βRed Nose.β He doesnβt pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced βBlown Away,β either. Itβs 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 βIβm A Playa,β βCaribou Louβ (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), βRiotmaker,β βLike Yeahβ and βEverybody Move,β itβs 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 β just TECH N9NEβs own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NEβs 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 MTVβs βJackassβ crew.
It hasnβt been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and heβll never stop. βThey call me devil worshipper because Iβm different. I give you music for my core. Theyβre 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 Iβm trying to reach others, too. Itβs not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just donβt get it. This album is the result; swallow it. Itβs middle finger music, all-day and all-night.β
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 doesnβt 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 N9NEβs next masterpiece, K.O.D. βI want people to know that Iβm getting better and better and Iβm a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. Itβs the farewell to the TECH N9NE youβve known lately. Itβs getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place Iβm going, but this place is my specialty.β
βI donβt need people to kiss my hand,β assures TECH N9NE. βIβm not trippinβ on status, and Iβm not a narcissist when it comes to rap. Itβs my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I canβt hold back. This is what I know.β
Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/
Sriracha
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell
Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a thing so I place this John
In your chicks palm
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
'Till I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Speaking on lyrical ability
Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
I'm like what's good, been fine
Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
I ain't focused on no wealth
I been living good, I been feeling fine
Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
That's been confined in four walls for some time
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, the flavor popper
We gotcha, even haters jock us
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya
You can bet that we doin' it proper
When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us
We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience
Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem
And even though I could see what they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can repeat
When I see these street shockin'
Easy if it need be then I just eat beats
And I'm Eazy-E, Compton
I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card Max, bend the bars back
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Run in your house and bring your whore back
Sever your face and dead the doormat
Who got the keys to the rented Corvette
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been a nice chap since Catman on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Can't ignore that, you can try though
But you gon' end up next to Dido
I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Someone please let Elton John know
Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
Joyner
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
The lyrics of Tech N9ne's song "Sriracha" display his sheer lyrical ability, as he raps about a variety of topics from his experience with Muslim and Christian religions (βI was brought up Muslim and Christian, I been studying Chrislamβ) to his social and political views (βSpeaking on lyrical ability, everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like Kennedyβ). He confidently acknowledges his talent as a rapper and his impact on the rap game (βThey say I'm the best at what I do, after me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2, sometimes I think they all gum bumpinββ). Tech N9ne finishes the song with a few closing verses accompanied by Joyner Lucas and they both βflexβ their talents with a fast-paced flow and wordplay.
Throughout the song, Tech N9ne emphasizes his love for Sriracha, a popular hot sauce brand. He uses it as a metaphor to show how he puts his flavor into everything he does (βI put that on everythingβ). Overall, the song is a powerful display of Tech N9ne's dexterity, wit and substance with his rhymes.
Line by Line Meaning
(Jesus)
Expressing excitement and agreement
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Affirming enthusiasm
Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
Surprising someone who underestimated the artist's skill
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Having experienced and refined rap skills
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Supporting and showing loyalty to his friends
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
Engaging in illegal activities with his group
I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
Comparing himself to the legendary boxer Mike Tyson
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Boasting about his exceptional rap skills
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
Warning others against imitating his style
A taser and a jammy tackle
Using force to confront adversaries
By a neighbor with the family shackles
Facing oppression and restrictions from others
Laboring a man he's gaffled
Being trapped and oppressed by a controlling figure
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
Expressing anger and causing destruction
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
Sharing his religious background and upbringing
I been studying Chrislam (Chea!)
Exploring and learning about a combination of Christianity and Islam
That's not a thing so I place this John
Acknowledging his made-up term and using it in a creative way
In your chicks palm
Offering something valuable to someone he cares about
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
Providing love and affection to someone special
'Till I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
Showing his lyrical prowess and impressing others with his music
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Having started his rap career during the presidency of Ronald Reagan
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
Achieving financial success through his music career
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
Asserting his dominance and power in the rap industry
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
Receiving praise and admiration from female fans
They say I'm the best at what I do
Acknowledging his reputation as a top-tier artist
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Suggesting his superiority compared to other rappers
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
Doubting the credibility of other artists
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Challenging others to prove themselves
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Emphasizing his love and dedication to Sriracha sauce
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Acknowledging the expectation for him to rap quickly
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
Acknowledging the expectation for him to rap with high energy
But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it good
Choosing to deliver his rap in his own style
Wish you would tell me what I should do
Rejecting others' opinions and asserting independence
I don't know, hit the door
Preferring to leave a situation rather than conforming
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Feeling familiar with the challenges he faces
Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Choosing not to engage or be influenced by negativity
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Using his words to intimidate and dominate his opponents
Speaking on lyrical ability
Addressing his exceptional skill in rap
Everybody in my vicinity blowing their mind like Kennedy
Impressing everyone around him with his talent, similar to the impact of John F. Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
Expressing dislike towards his rivals and seeking a solution
I'm like what's good, been fine
Asking how others are doing while emphasizing his own well-being
Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
Encouraging others to speak their thoughts and offering a listening ear
My message is beyond this shit
Claiming that his music carries a deeper meaning
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
Asserting the truthfulness and sincerity of his statements
So what's up, hold up
Asking for a pause or a moment of attention
Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Apologizing for the delay in delivering his verse due to his busy touring schedule
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
Recognizing the delay in completing his verse and apologizing for it
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
Highlighting his busy schedule and lack of personal time
But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
Living each day as if it could be his last
I ain't focused on no wealth
Not prioritizing material wealth and success
I been living good, I been feeling fine
Enjoying life and experiencing personal satisfaction
Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Using Sriracha sauce on all his food and metaphorically spicing up his life
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
Expressing the violent and explosive nature of his artistic expression
That's been confined in four walls for some time
Feeling trapped and restricted in his creativity and expression
Sriracha, the flavor popper
Describing Sriracha sauce as a flavorful and exciting addition to food
We gotcha, even haters jock us
Asserting that even his haters pay attention to and imitate his style
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Using metaphorical language to describe his aggressive rap style overpowering his critics
Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya
Destroying and overpowering anyone who opposes him
You can bet that we doin' it proper
Ensuring that he and his crew are executing their craft correctly
When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Symbolizing his powerful and impactful lyrics
Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us
Asserting his dominance and stating that no one can surpass his success
We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience
Leaving his critics and rivals with no choice but to acknowledge his talent
Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem
Overwhelming his opponents and leaving them unable to respond
And even though I could see what they watchin'
Aware of the attention and scrutiny he receives
TV with a DVD, I can repeat
Being able to repeat his success and captivate audiences
When I see these street shockin'
Surprising and impressing people in the streets with his talent
Easy if it need be then I just eat beats
Confidently devouring and dominating beats with his rapping
And I'm Eazy-E, Compton
Comparing himself to the influential rapper Eazy-E from Compton
I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Humorously stating that he enjoys food like someone buying groceries with government assistance
Credit Card Max, bend the bars back
Revealing his extravagant spending and bragging about his financial abilities
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Belittling others' relationships while boasting about his own sexual encounters
Run in your house and bring your whore back
Showing dominance and audacity by invading someone's personal space
Sever your face and dead the doormat
Using violent and aggressive imagery to intimidate his adversaries
Who got the keys to the rented Corvette
Asserting his control and ownership of a luxurious vehicle
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
Displaying his confidence and elusiveness
I been a nice chap since Catman on crack
Asserting his talent and success since early in his career
Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Rejecting the idea that his talent is only recent and asserting his long-standing abilities
Can't ignore that, you can try though
Acknowledging that others may attempt to downplay his talent, but it won't work
But you gon' end up next to Dido
Using a play on words to suggest that his opponents will be overshadowed and forgotten
I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
Claiming to be a significant and influential figure in the rap industry
I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Comparing his impact to the skin condition vitiligo, which causes depigmentation
Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Taking advantage of his platform to convey important messages through his music
Someone please let Elton John know
Expressing the need for recognition from influential figures like Elton John
Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
Asserting his authority and power, comparing himself to the mythical Hect Camacho
With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Alluding to his ability to connect with different religious and cultural groups
Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
Belittling other artists' lack of talent and commanding them to step aside
With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
Taking control of the music and asserting his presence
None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Declaring that others are not authentic in their rap personas
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Showing his sexual prowess and confidence
Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
Demanding attention and emphasizing his ability to adapt and succeed
I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
Asserting that he can surpass others' skills and is prepared to confront challenges
I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Acknowledging vulnerability and the difficulty of maintaining a tough image
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
Challenging others to step up and compete with him
Joyner
Acknowledging the rapper Joyner Lucas's contribution to the song
Lyrics Β© Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaron Yates, Robert Bryson Hall, Joyner Lucas, Michael Summer
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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[Intro]
(Jesus)
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser in a jammy, tackled
By a neighbor with the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (Chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a thing so I place this John
In your chicks palm
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
'Til I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
Ah!
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
[Verse 2: Logic]
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
But no, I'ma just spit it, I'ma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Speaking on lyrical ability
Everyone in my vicinity, blowing they mind like Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
I'm like what's good, been fine
Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech, I'm sorry for the hold-up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
I ain't focused on no wealth
I been living good, I been feeling fine
Pass the sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
That's been confined to four walls for some time
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
[Verse 3:Β Tech N9neΒ & Joyner Lucas]
Sriracha, the flavor popper
We gotcha, even haters jock us
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Disintegrating every chakra, eager to off ya
You can bet that we doin' it proper
When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Ain't nobody gon' stop us, nobody gon' top us
We leave 'em with no option, and leave 'em with no conscience
Even though I can achieve it no problem
And even though I could've seen what they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can repeat what I see, these streets jockin'
Easy, if it need be then I just eat beats
Like I'm Eazy-E, Compton,Β I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card max,Β bend the bars back
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Run in your house and bring your whore back
Sever your face and dead the doormat
Who got the keys to the rented Corvette?
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been on that shit since Katt been on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Can't ignore that, you can try though
But you gon' end up next to Dido
I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Someone please let Elton John know
Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Why y'all niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, get a nigga in the back
With an umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of you niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for moreΒ (Joyner!)
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
@Mirza_Media
Logic just lost an opportunity to rhyme "Sriracha" with "Young Sinatra" lmao
@vinnytricker8054
Mirza I bet he's kicking himself on that one bro
@Dan-lm4di
Lol
@resteasysk5660
Damn
@bradykalau3169
Mirza I bet he'll have a bar like that in his new album
@allari1
LOL
@aumenx4531
Tech: good structure, Joyner: good flow, Logic: good afternoon
@dylanallahar5711
basically yes.
@chase.4864
ππΏ
@ajredman5456
exactly why tech n Joyner need to do another with our his wack ass.