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/
Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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So I call on krizz, rittz and prozak, let's go!
(here we go again! haha! hey tech, watch this!)
Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again
Lemme laugh at 'em again
Cause they know I write the back out of a pen
Holy moly get going nobody hold 'em is what they told em
Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle
And people don't be equal and when they (or saying) it's fecal
Betta (give it up), put 'em in the blender
Surrender it like you (had enough)
Never no-contender pretending like to (ready-to-buck)
Ninja turtle dinner to a splinter, I don't (give a fuck)
Ah-ha, (it goes up)
Killin nigga's like the coppers
And rappers on my thing-a-ma-bobber
Come to chopping I'm the home of the whopper
Your girly bopping I don't think I can stop her
So dope that it made her wanna gimme a slobber
(they remember you) when you stop and you pop
(every syllable) bow down to a nigga that's (better than you)
And he thinking he can just come an just speak at him really rude
Ah-ha, eat the nigga food
I'll knock the stuffing out ya muffin, fucking knucklehead
Never did it wrong cause you singing the song all in your head
Lead off, I beat the beat up and go
Run a nigga feet off and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf
Shitting on niggas an leave the seat off, then re-tweet off
Social media this to beat off to
Damn, they think we lost cause when we get
Off a look at themselves saying we awful
Cause it's more than bread that we wanting
Me and nina keeping 'em jumping
And we won't stop till we get to the top
You in the way then we midwest chop ya!
Should've never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me i'ma lose, the dude's right
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, i'm too white
Cause i'm excused, my future never was too bright
But who would've knew i'd be lucky enough to
Get a record deal and pursue my musical tube site not once, but two times
I murder shit, a repeat offender with the biggest independent, salute n9ne
Now watch it, I'mma take this rapper shit to a new height
Too tight like drake's spike, jacking my crew like
A pack of wild wolves, tryna howl at the moonlight
If you wanna come at us, god bless, gesundheit
You a pussy, you might lose a fight with a bull dyke
And I already give you a few strikes, a few of mine
Kinda swole with this [?] face basically a bull's eye
And you like (ooh ah)
And I ain't quitting 'till I got a crib in malibu sitting poolside
I'm chilling sipping crown out a coke bag
I say what I'm thinking, never been known to hold back
I'm pimpin' steadily, putting holes in prozak
Blow got me looking like my nose's in snow cap
Under the scopes, steady getting groped and poked at
And those that oppose that wanna do-si-do
Per rope-a-dope and get your k-o with toe tag
At five ten you can see my fro from rows back
Fake friends hanging on my coast below tech
Hate the term 'no homo' but I'm sick
Of bending over, getting fucked full of dope I don't have
Oh snap, forgot it was a chopper song
This is what you wanted here, I guess I better do it
Study how I executed therapeautic, don't compare me
Some of these rappers got a bigger pussy than the octomom
And yo, ya-uh-yeah!
Thinkin' about takin' it to another level
I'm from another realm like an angel falling from heaven
(i fell) to the earth, the purpose of resurrection
I'm coming through your speakers like demonic possession
(and hell's bells) don't be afraid of mythology
Deep inside my brain is a wicked psychology
Ancient revelation intertwine with technology
Alien biology, you know that I gotta be (strange!)
Damn right, and I'm proud to be
Biggest independent label, check the biography
We taking over the industry without no apology
Burning all the bridges, tell me who wanna follow me
I'm sick with the sickness and spit with
The quickness, so vicious with every bar
So best to be leaving me lonely, psychotic and mentally scarred
And I don't really wanna be the one to tell
You but I will if you don't get up out now
Our strangers are angels, and able to seal
The game, you lames better bow down
You need to recognize a miracle inside the
Lyrical, we're killing all these shows now
Started from the bottom, now we got the people
Showing up in line and upping every time
Takin' it to another planet and stratosphere
Circle like a satellite on top of this atmosphere
Snake and bat the symbol of the future, don't interfere
You don't really wanna be the one we make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic, these class a narcotics, you pop up the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak and kaliko, rittz (midwest chopper shit)
Baby, you up?
Yeah, let's do it
The lyrics to Tech N9ne's song "Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV" are a showcase of the skill and talent of the artists involved. The song begins with Tech N9ne introducing the track and calling on Krizz, Rittz, and Prozak to join him.
Each artist takes their turn to deliver rapid-fire verses filled with wordplay, aggression, and clever metaphors. They boast about their lyrical prowess, their success in the music industry, and their ability to stand out from the crowd. They address their critics, asserting their dominance and dismissing any doubts about their abilities.
The lyrics also touch on personal experiences and struggles. Rittz mentions growing up with a disadvantaged background and how he overcame obstacles to achieve success in the music industry. Prozak reflects on his journey from being underestimated in school to becoming a respected artist with a record deal. The lyrics emphasize the artists' resilience, determination, and refusal to conform to societal expectations.
Line by Line Meaning
So you know you got to go when tech n9ne give you this track
When Tech N9ne presents a track, it's a signal that it's time for you to step up and deliver.
So I call on krizz, rittz and prozak, let's go!
I called on Krizz, Rittz, and Prozak to join me in this cypher.
Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again
Here I am, back at it once again, Kali Baby.
Lemme laugh at 'em again
Let me laugh at them once more.
Cause they know I write the back out of a pen
They know I have a skillful way with words.
Holy moly get going nobody hold 'em is what they told em
They were encouraged to let loose and not be restrained.
And poda-be motor yodeling sick-and ain't gettin over it
They are still experiencing the effects of the sick rhyme delivery.
Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown
They watch in amusement as mediocre rappers try to imitate.
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
I enjoy taking down these rappers and showing them who's the best.
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle
Show respect when you come near the king.
And people don't be equal and when they (or saying) it's fecal
People are not on the same level, and they're not afraid to express it.
Betta (give it up), put 'em in the blender
You better give up now, or you'll get mixed up and defeated.
Surrender it like you (had enough)
Give up and admit defeat like you've had enough.
Never no-contender pretending like to (ready-to-buck)
Never a true competitor, just pretending to be ready for a fight.
Ninja turtle dinner to a splinter, I don't (give a fuck)
They are no threat and won't be given any attention.
Ah-ha, (it goes up)
Ah-ha, my skills continue to rise and improve.
Killin nigga's like the coppers
I'm killing these rappers, just like the cops.
And rappers on my thing-a-ma-bobber
Rappers are fascinated and intrigued by my talent.
Come to chopping I'm the home of the whopper
When it comes to chopping verses, I'm the best at it.
Your girly bopping I don't think I can stop her
Your girl is so into me, I don't think I can resist.
So dope that it made her wanna gimme a slobber
I'm so amazing that it made her aroused.
(they remember you) when you stop and you pop
People only remember you when you're at the top of your game.
(every syllable) bow down to a nigga that's (better than you)
Each word I say demonstrates my superiority to you.
And he thinking he can just come an just speak at him really rude
He thinks he can disrespect me with his words.
Ah-ha, eat the nigga food
Ah-ha, I'm taking everything he has.
I'll knock the stuffing out ya muffin, fucking knucklehead
I'll take out all of your confidence, you foolish person.
Never did it wrong cause you singing the song all in your head
You never made a mistake because you only pretend in your mind.
Lead off, I beat the beat up and go
I start the verse by effortlessly dominating the beat.
Run a nigga feet off and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf
I make a rapper run away and metaphorically chew him up.
Shitting on niggas an leave the seat off, then re-tweet off
I'm disrespecting these rappers and leaving them humiliated.
Social media this to beat off to
I share this success on social media for others to envy.
Damn, they think we lost cause when we get
People assume we've failed when we haven't.
Off a look at themselves saying we awful
They judge us based on their own insecurities.
Cause it's more than bread that we wanting
We desire more than just material wealth.
Me and nina keeping 'em jumping
Tech N9ne and I are keeping the fans excited.
And we won't stop till we get to the top
We will keep pushing until we reach the pinnacle of success.
You in the way then we midwest chop ya!
If you're in our way, we will swiftly eliminate you.
Should've never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
I never cared about doing well in school, I just coasted through.
The principal told me i'ma lose, the dude's right
The principal predicted my failure, and unfortunately, he was right.
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, i'm too white
As a kid, I was focused on gambling, which isn't typically associated with my background.
Cause i'm excused, my future never was too bright
I had always been considered a lost cause, with a dim future.
But who would've knew i'd be lucky enough to
Who could have predicted that I would be fortunate enough to
Get a record deal and pursue my musical tube site not once, but two times
I signed a record deal and started my own music platform, not once, but twice.
I murder shit, a repeat offender with the biggest independent, salute n9ne
I am a repeat offender when it comes to killing tracks, and I pay my respects to Tech N9ne for being the biggest independent artist.
Now watch it, I'mma take this rapper shit to a new height
Now watch as I elevate the rap game to a new level.
Too tight like drake's spike, jacking my crew like
My crew is so talented and cohesive, they rival Drake's success.
A pack of wild wolves, tryna howl at the moonlight
We're a group of fearless, hungry artists trying to make our mark.
If you wanna come at us, god bless, gesundheit
If you want to battle us, good luck and bless you.
You a pussy, you might lose a fight with a bull dyke
You're weak, you might even lose a fight against a strong lesbian woman.
And I already give you a few strikes, a few of mine
You've already received a few warnings and strikes from me.
Kinda swole with this [?] face basically a bull's eye
I'm confident and built for success, and I stand out like a target.
And you like (ooh ah)
And you're left speechless by my skills.
And I ain't quitting 'till I got a crib in malibu sitting poolside
I won't stop until I've achieved the luxury of owning a mansion in Malibu with a pool.
I'm chilling sipping crown out a coke bag
I'm relaxed, enjoying a drink of Crown Royal from a bag of cocaine.
I say what I'm thinking, never been known to hold back
I always speak my mind and never censor myself.
I'm pimpin' steadily, putting holes in prozak
I'm smoothly navigating the industry, leaving a lasting impact.
Blow got me looking like my nose's in snow cap
Cocaine use has me looking like my nose is covered in snow.
Under the scopes, steady getting groped and poked at
I'm constantly under scrutiny and being poked and prodded.
And those that oppose that wanna do-si-do
Anyone who opposes me wants to engage in a pointless conflict.
Per rope-a-dope and get your k-o with toe tag
I'll use the rope-a-dope technique and knock you out, leaving you defeated.
At five ten you can see my fro from rows back
Even from the back of the crowd, you can spot my distinctive hairstyle.
Fake friends hanging on my coast below tech
Fake friends are trying to leverage their connection to me.
Hate the term 'no homo' but I'm sick
I dislike the phrase 'no homo,' but I'm incredibly talented.
Of bending over, getting fucked full of dope I don't have
I'm tired of being taken advantage of and forced into situations I don't deserve.
Oh snap, forgot it was a chopper song
Oops, I forgot that this is a fast-paced, rapid-fire style of rap.
This is what you wanted here, I guess I better do it
This is the type of rap you requested, so I'll deliver.
Study how I executed therapeautic, don't compare me
Analyze and learn from my therapeutic execution, but don't try to compare yourself to me.
Some of these rappers got a bigger pussy than the octomom
Some of these rappers are more cowardly than the octomom.
And yo, ya-uh-yeah!
And there you have it!
Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Aaron Dontez Yates, Samuel William Christopher Watson, Steven T. Shippy, Jonathan McCollum
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Austin North
(Here we go again! Haha! Hey Tech, watch this!)
Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again
Lemme laugh at 'em again
Cause they know I write the back out of a pen
Holy moly get going nobody hold 'em is what they told em
And poda-be motor yodeling sick-and ain't gettin over it
Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal Beagle
And people don't be equal and when they (or saying) it's fecal
Betta (give it up), put 'em in the blender
Surrender it like you (had enough)
Never no-contender pretending like to (ready-to-buck)
Ninja turtle dinner to a splinter, I don't (give a fuck)
Ah-ha, (it goes up)
Killin nigga's like the coppers
And rappers on my thing-a-ma-bobber
Come to chopping I'm the home of the whopper
Your girly bopping I don't think I can stop her
So dope that it made her wanna gimme a slobber
(They remember you) when you stop and you pop
(Every syllable) Bow down to a nigga that's (better than you)
And he thinking he can just come an just speak at him really rude
Ah-ha, eat the nigga food
I'll knock the stuffing out ya muffin, fucking knucklehead
Never did it wrong cause you singing the song all in your head
Lead off, I beat the beat up and go
Run a nigga feet off and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf
Shitting on niggas an leave the seat off, then re-tweet off
Social media this to beat off to
Damn, they think we lost cause when we get off a look at themselves saying we awful
Cause it's more than bread that we wanting
Me and Nina keeping 'em jumping
And we won't stop till we get to the top
You in the way then we Midwest chop ya!
Should've never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me I'ma lose, the dude's right
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, I'm too white
Cause I'm excused, my future never was too bright
But who would've knew I'd be lucky enough to get a record deal And pursue my musical tube site not once, but two times
I murder shit, a repeat offender with the biggest independent, salute N9ne
Now watch it, I'mma take this rapper shit to a new height
Too tight like Drake's spike, jacking my crew like
A pack of wild wolves, tryna howl at the moonlight
If you wanna come at us, God bless, gesundheit
You a pussy, you might lose a fight with a bull dyke
And I already give you a few strikes, a few of mine
Kinda swole with this [?] face basically a bull's eye
And you like (ooh ah)
And I ain't quitting 'till I got a crib in Malibu sitting poolside
I'm chilling sipping Crown out a coke bag
I say what I'm thinking, never been known to hold back
I'm pimpin' steadily, putting holes in Prozak
Blow got me looking like my nose's in snow cap
Under the scopes, steady getting groped and poked at
And those that oppose that wanna do-si-do
Per rope-a-dope and get your K-O with toe tag
At five ten you can see my fro from rows back
Fake friends hanging on my coast below Tech
Hate the term 'no homo' but I'm sick
Of bending over, getting fucked full of dope I don't have
Oh snap, forgot it was a chopper song
This is what you wanted here, I guess I better do it
Study how I executed therapeautic, don't compare me
Some of these rappers got a bigger pussy than the Octomom
And yo, ya-uh-yeah!
Thinkin' about takin' it to another level
I'm from another realm like an angel falling from heaven
(I fell) To the Earth, the purpose of resurrection
I'm coming through your speakers like demonic possession
(And hell's bells) Don't be afraid of mythology
Deep inside my brain is a wicked psychology
Ancient revelation intertwine with technology
Alien biology, you know that I gotta be (Strange!)
Damn right, and I'm proud to be
Biggest independent label, check the biography
We taking over the industry without an apology
Burning all the bridges, tell me who wanna follow me
I'm sick with the sickness and spit with the quickness, so vicious with every bar
So best to be leaving me lonely, psychotic and mentally scarred
And I don't really wanna be the one to tell you but I will if you don't get up out now
Our strangers are angels, and able to seal the game, you lames better bow down
You need to recognize a miracle inside the lyrical, we're killing all these shows now
Started from the bottom, now we got the people showing up in line and upping every time
Takin' it to another planet and stratosphere
Circle like a satellite on top of this atmosphere
Snake and bat the symbol of the future, don't interfere
You don't really wanna be the one we make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic, these class A narcotics, you pop up the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak and Kaliko, Rittz (Midwest Chopper shit)
Baby, you up?
Yeah, let's do it
π AZ TECH 9sIXsIXs6 6sIXsIXs9 π
2:08 write β on time .
*Thinkin' about takin' it to another level
I'm from another realm like an angel falling from heaven
(I fell) To the Earth, the purpose of resurrection
I'm coming through your speakers like demonic possession
(And hell's bells) Don't be afraid of mythology
Deep inside my brain is a wicked psychology
Ancient revelation intertwine with technology
Alien biology, you know that I gotta be (Strange!)
Damn right, and I'm proud to be
Biggest independent label, check the biography
We taking over the industry without an apology
Burning all the bridges, tell me who wanna follow me
I'm sick with the sickness and spit with the quickness, so vicious with every bar
So best to be leaving me lonely, psychotic and mentally scarred
And I don't really wanna be the one to tell you but I will if you don't get up out now
Our strangers are angels, and able to seal the game, you lames better bow down
You need to recognize a miracle inside the lyrical, we're killing all these shows now
Started from the bottom, now we got the people showing up in line and upping every time
Takin' it to another planet and stratosphere
Circle like a satellite on top of this atmosphere
Snake and bat the symbol of the future, don't interfere
You don't really wanna be the one we make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic, these class A narcotics, you pop up the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak and Kaliko, Rittz (Midwest Chopper shit)*
Tristan OβBrien
Krizz's verse on the original version of this song (The first midwest choppers song, for those who dont know) is fucking incredible and this is just as nasty
Dick Sweat Deodorant
I knew it was familiar
heyitsderkk
Love how he hit some of the same syllables and ad libs he did the first time around. Really makes this verse even better.
Najey Merrida
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Tami Pelano
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Martyn Rockell
Prozak and Krizz were good but Rittz absolutely slayed it! Straight up volcanic fire π₯π₯π₯
Bunger Royale
Krizz has such an iconic and amazing flow but damn... Rittz had lyrics beyond words
Graig Boyd
Tech is one of the best artist and does even better by having his crew spit bars off his old beats and they still kill it! Technician for life!
WickedSpade
Krizz actually kept some original flow but with new lyrics. THAT is skill
Cody Bishop
Feel like people never give Prozak a shot listen to his music he is the most slept on person in strange sadly