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/
The Noose
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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When the party is over and the liquor is no more
I'll tell you now that living now has become somewhat a chore
And following their rules is such a god forsaken bore
Now I say 'God' because I'm programmed, but I believe in none
I see no interventions, and I see no holy sons
And if I'm wrong, then strike me down and break these breathing lungs
Just take the words and reverse 'em back upon my evil tongue
Just want to watch the world burn and bang upon the drums
And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on
Cause chaos has a melody and death is like a song
I sing, sing out to the rafters, I sing
Close this little chapter and I think
This life is a disaster and it stings
I'm trying to find a way to just sing
Sing out to the rafters, I sing
Close this little chapter and I think
This life is a disaster and it stings
You see I'm trying to find a way out
[Chorus: x2]
What a world, what a world
I'm hanging up the noose now
Waiting for the end
I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendleton
And the cause of the missing limbs it mean that it's no love like Wimbledon
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen
I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch
No way of rekindling
When it's now gone, unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan
The war, if you in it, damn, they have no remorse at any minute, Bam!
That's fucked off, while we chillin' on tour on the bus getting sucked off
No, our families grieving cause war is receding
Their peeps have been crying their butts off
That's why I give so much when I flow bust, why we got it so good?
Cause it's so rough, for the young soldiers who
Do exactly what they're told to do, damn...
Through exactly what they told to do
Defend the country and uphold the crew
But give my one and only soul for you?
That's a hell of a job description, I don't know if my God's with this one
But I guess it's the laws of sick men
Send out young'ns and they fall the victim
Of an evil clan's plan, that's why I be saying, "Dwamn"
Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is in another man's hands
[Chorus: x2]
When I see how my loved ones have left
I wonder how long I would fight?
I wonder if I would give in or let the reaper lead me into night?
See I got too much pride left like my grandmother died too earlier
Reaching for moments more but the cancer in her lungs took her from me
We drift, naturally, like two ships in the roughest of seas
That's why this moment is precious, yet I'm too distant to feel it complete
See these days I feel so disconnected, it gets harder to drop to my knees
I guess that's a side-effect of living in Generation X-Y-Z
Obsessed with pain and greed, man I wish we were kids again
Things were simple then
90's incidents got me losing friends to the hands of violent men
Fast, faster than speeding bullets whizzing down alleyways
I probably am waking up from this haze but only to realize the world hasn't changed
Some of y'all not even fazed, y'all think it's the way we've been raised
Fuck it, I'll stick him right back in his haze cause these could turn out to be my last todays
With a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air, but I'm just too scared
Choking from the pressure when I rock this chair
Swing back and forth and tempt Death with a blank stare
[Chorus: x2]
The song "The Noose" by Tech N9ne is a contemplative and introspective piece about the struggles of life and the difficulty of finding meaning in a world that seems chaotic and full of suffering. The lyrics describe the feeling of being trapped in a cycle of monotony and boredom, and the desire to break free from the constraints of society and find a sense of purpose.
The song also touches on the theme of faith and religion, with Tech N9ne expressing his doubts and skepticism towards a higher power. He questions the existence of God and wonders why there is so much suffering and injustice in the world. However, despite his doubts, he still holds on to a glimmer of hope and continues to search for answers and meaning in his life.
The chorus of the song, "What a world, what a world, I'm hanging up the noose now, waiting for the end," reflects the despair and hopelessness that many people feel in the face of adversity and hardship. The "noose" symbolizes the desire to escape from the difficulties of life, but ultimately Tech N9ne recognizes that suicide is not the answer and continues to search for meaning and purpose in his life.
Overall, "The Noose" is a powerful and thought-provoking song that explores some of the most difficult and challenging aspects of the human experience.
Line by Line Meaning
I've tried writing this letter now several times before
I have attempted to express my thoughts and emotions through writing multiple times before
When the party is over and the liquor is no more
After the festivities have ended and the alcohol has run out
I'll tell you now that living now has become somewhat a chore
I must inform you that existing today has become tedious
And following their rules is such a god forsaken bore
Compliance with their regulations is unbearably monotonous
I see no interventions, and I see no holy sons
I perceive no divine intercessions or immaculate beings
And if I'm wrong, then strike me down and break these breathing lungs
If I am incorrect, I invite punishment that will impair my respiration
Just take the words and reverse 'em back upon my evil tongue
Instead of saying what I mean, I often say the opposite intentionally
And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on
Thus, melodies and beats originating from chaos will persist
Cause chaos has a melody and death is like a song
There is a musicality inherent to pandemonium and demise
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen
During my visit to injured military personnel, they treated me with respect despite their youth
No way of rekindling / When it's now gone, unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan
It is impossible to revive their lost abilities unless they have finances comparable to that of characters in the movie Forrest Gump
The war, if you in it, damn, they have no remorse at any minute, Bam!
If one participates in a war, there is no compassion for casualties regardless of the timing
Through exactly what they're told to do / Defend the country and uphold the crew
Executing orders to protect the nation and support the team
That's a hell of a job description, I don't know if my God's with this one
This is an arduous professional requirement, and I am unsure if my deity approves
But I guess it's the laws of sick men / Send out young'ns and they fall the victim
It could be policies dictated by deranged individuals, where they send youths who become casualties
When I see how my loved ones have left / I wonder how long I would fight?
Upon observing the departure of family and friends, I question how resilient I would be
We drift, naturally, like two ships in the roughest of seas
Instinctively, we move away from one another, akin to vessels in tumultuous waters
See these days I feel so disconnected, it gets harder to drop to my knees
Presently, I sense such a disconnection that it is challenging to kneel down in humility
Obsessed with pain and greed, man I wish we were kids again
Preoccupied with misery and avarice, I yearn for youthful simplicity
Things were simple then / 90's incidents got me losing friends to the hands of violent men
Life was uncomplicated before the 1990s; however, incidents from that decade caused me to lose acquaintances at the hands of aggressors
Fast, faster than speeding bullets whizzing down alleyways
Events happen rapidly, much quicker than projectiles zipping through backstreets
I probably am waking up from this haze but only to realize the world hasn't changed
Although I might be awakening from a daze, I recognize that the world remains unaltered
Some of y'all not even fazed, y'all think it's the way we've been raised
Some individuals are not impacted, as they consider this the standard upbringing
With a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air, but I'm just too scared
I contemplate taking my own life by hanging, but I am too frightened.
Choking from the pressure when I rock this chair / Swing back and forth and tempt Death with a blank stare
Pressure envelops me while I sway on the chair and dare Death with a cold expression
What a world, what a world / I'm hanging up the noose now / Waiting for the end
Observing the world's state, I decide to end my life by hanging and wait for the end.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@mesothelioma112
I've tried writing this letter now,
Several times before,
When the party's over and,
The liquor is no more,
I'll tell you now that living has become somewhat a chore,
And following their rules is such a God foresaken bore,
Now I say God because I'm programmed,
But I believe in none,
I see no interventions and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break these breathing lungs,
Just take the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen children arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some just wanna watch the world burn,
And bang upon the drums,
And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on,
Chaos has a melody and death is like a song,
I sing, sing out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this little chapter and I think,
This life is a disaster and it stings,
I'm trying to find a way to just sing,
Sing out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this little chapter and I think,
This life is a disaster and it stings,
You see I'm trying to find a way out,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the noose now,
Waiting for the end,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hangin up the noose now,
Waiting for the end
I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the missing limbs it mean there's no love like Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen,
I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
What is now gone unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn they have no remorse at any minute bam,
That's fucked off while we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving their peeps and they crying their butts off,
That's why I get so much,
When a flow bust,
Why we got it so good 'cause it's so rough,
For the young soldiers who,
Do exactly what they're told to do,
Damn, do what exactly what they're told to do,
Defend they're country and uphold the crew,
But give my one and only soul for you,
That's a hell of a job description,
I don't know if my God's with this one,
But I guess its the laws of sick men,
Send out youngin's and they fall the victim,
Of an evil clans plan,
That's why I be saying dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is another man's hands,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the noose now,
Waiting for the end,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hangin up the noose now,
Waiting for the end
When I see how my loved ones have left,
I wonder how long I would I would fight,
I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper lead me into night,
See I got too much pride left,
My grandmother died to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her lungs took it from me,
We drift, naturally like two ships in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See these days I feel so disconnected,
It gets harder to drop to my knees,
I guess that's a side effect of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we were kids again,
Things were simpler than 90s incidents,
Got me losing friends to the hands of violent men, fast,
Faster than speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from this haze,
But only to realize the world hasn't changed,
Some of ya'll not even fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we been raised?
Fuck it I'm sinkin right back in this haze,
'Cause thesecould turn out to be my last today,
With a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air,
But I'm just too scared,
Chokin from the pressure will I rock this chest,
Swing back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the noose now,
Waiting for the end,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hangin up the noose now,
Waiting for the end
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@TheProudCanadian101
"With a hope and a prayer, put a rope in the air, but I'm just too scared, chokin' from the pressure, will I rock this chair, swing back and forth, and tempt death with a blank stare"
Holy shit... Deepest verse I have ever heard...
@allisonhuhn7066
I agree.
@LukeHunt419
My verse right their
@kaneneville1362
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@NelsonMandela1999
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@patrickallen1239
For eery single person contemplating, this rings clear in their head, just not exactly how precise and lyrical as it's stated.. i just wish there was more focus on this than there is... just give it time, and maybe we all can find peace ✌
@jonahsuniga2000
This song is so deep especially Tech's verse they need to play this song more to spread this message
@rook1386
I would say Wreckonize is much deeper as they focus more on the average person rather than just soldiers
@kittyqueen9426
+Damian Seabrook Tech focuses on soldiers because his tour overseas to the soldiers is what inspired him. he even raps about the wounded soldiers he saw there that were fans. Thats why he focuses on the soldiers.
@ricojohnson6387
he did an interview on this track and you could tell it hit him hard the expressions he had you could tell