His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure heโs 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 MCโs flow is sharper and slicker than itโs ever been.
โThis is another roller coaster ride,โ explains TECH N9NE about the release. โWhen it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. Itโs a beginnerโs course for people who donโt 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.โ 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. Itโs a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.
The single, โNothin,โโ is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on โMidwest Choppers 2,โ TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. โKrayzie Bone came through and murdered it,โ says TECH N9NE. โI modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. โMidwest Choppers 2โ is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.โ
TECH N9NEโs inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic โRed Nose.โ He doesnโt pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced โBlown Away,โ either. Itโs 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 โIโm A Playa,โ โCaribou Louโ (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), โRiotmaker,โ โLike Yeahโ and โEverybody Move,โ itโs 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 โ just TECH N9NEโs own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NEโs 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 MTVโs โJackassโ crew.
It hasnโt been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and heโll never stop. โThey call me devil worshipper because Iโm different. I give you music for my core. Theyโre 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 Iโm trying to reach others, too. Itโs not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just donโt get it. This album is the result; swallow it. Itโs middle finger music, all-day and all-night.โ
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 doesnโt 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 N9NEโs next masterpiece, K.O.D. โI want people to know that Iโm getting better and better and Iโm a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. Itโs the farewell to the TECH N9NE youโve known lately. Itโs getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place Iโm going, but this place is my specialty.โ
โI donโt need people to kiss my hand,โ assures TECH N9NE. โIโm not trippinโ on status, and Iโm not a narcissist when it comes to rap. Itโs my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I canโt hold back. This is what I know.โ
Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/
Whip It
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Kutt Calhoun, I mean the nigga hood baby, just check it out, Niggas just so, just so, AAAH!
So
I'm fresh up out the store
Straight to the liquor store
I'm about to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road
I got that Keyshia Cole
It will make your shoulders lean so when you see me nigga???
I'm in the Chevy the same color as Coca Leaf
Caramel guts, 26 armored up when they notice me
I know these streets; scenic routes in and outs where them rollers be
Make the change, top of the game, right where they supposed to be
Elly-Wellys? we call them lovies; thats when you soak a tree
And get the scoop and smoke panoramic moments
that offer ease
I hold the key; just like a mayor got what you want and need
So yuck at me???????
But fuck with me and you could be missin just like the suckers flee
Sucka-free, such an ease niggas don't really fuck with these
But the???? They taking over and to your much achieved
Hushing me sort of like Trent Green where Russians be
I'm from the city where the bullets go zang if you let them go
And we don't talk if niggas go bang its a yes or no
And blue and red color-flags hang just to let you know
I tell you its a pretty big thang if you reppin Mo'
And niggas speak a slightly different slang if you hit the coke
What it do and what is it mean the same, its just who you know
But I can hit you niggas to some Cane that will leave your nose bleedin
Leave you that vintage from your brain if you bring the dough
I'm part Animal and Part Confucious
Part Achilles, part Zeus, but my heart's Medusas
Running wild through the inner-city, marked a nuisance
Chop pills and Israeli haunts the new kids
Who don't have no idea how to cock and shoot ya
Just shoot, hop the fences to the ghettos acoustics
I'm Bruce, and stacy niggas goan Dance for music
I'm Proof, and got the game on Grab like nooses
Blown Fuses
The lyrics to Tech N9ne's song "Whip It" describe the rapper's lifestyle and the dangerous streets he comes from. He declares his intentions to buy a bottle of B and hit the road, while others around him are looking for dro to smoke. Tech N9ne raps about cruising around in his Chevy, with caramel guts and 26-inch rims, attracting attention wherever he goes. He boasts of his knowledge of the streets and the many ways to navigate them, and how he holds the key to everything others desire, like a mayor. He warns those who would cross him that they could be missing just like those who have fled the city.
The song highlights the rough environment that Tech N9ne comes from, and the challenges he's faced growing up. He talks about the different gangs and their colors, and how he's learned to navigate them. He also references the drug trade and the impact it has on the community. Tech N9ne also expresses his own strength and resilience, describing himself as part Animal and Part Confucius, Part Achilles, part Zeus, but his heart's Medusas. He's able to move through the city like a nuisance, taking what he wants and leaving his mark on the community.
Overall, the lyrics to "Whip It" showcase Tech N9ne's unique rap style, filled with metaphorical language and clever wordplay, while also providing insight into his personal experiences growing up in Kansas City's tough streets.
Line by Line Meaning
Haha, Tech N9ne, baby! And this one is dedicated to all the ghettos across America!
Introductory comment by Tech N9ne, the hip-hop artist who dedicates his song 'Whip It' to all the ghettos across America.
Kutt Calhoun, I mean the nigga hood baby, just check it out, Niggas just so, just so, AAAH!
Acknowledgement of Kutt Calhoun, the fellow hip-hop artist, by Tech N9ne, who gets pumped up by the energy he generates while performing and shouts 'AAAH' in approval.
So I'm fresh up out the store, Straight to the liquor store, I'm about to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road, I got that Keyshia Cole, But niggas wanting dro, It will make your shoulders lean so when you see me nigga???
Tech N9ne declares his intentions of going to a liquor store to buy a bottle of 'B', accompanied by the popular R&B artist Keyshia Cole's music. He describes how the weed smokers may recognize and approach him to get some of their favorite 'dro' strain that can give them an enjoyable high and make them dance.
I'm in the Chevy the same color as Coca Leaf, Caramel guts, 26 armored up when they notice me, I know these streets; scenic routes in and outs where them rollers be, Make the change, top of the game, right where they supposed to be, Elly-Wellys? we call them lovies; thats when you soak a tree, And get the scoop and smoke panoramic moments that offer ease, I hold the key; just like a mayor got what you want and need, So yuck at me???????, But fuck with me and you could be missin just like the suckers flee, Sucka-free, such an ease niggas don't really fuck with these, But the???? They taking over and to your much achieved, Hushing me sort of like Trent Green where Russians be
Tech N9ne boasts about his fancy car, a Chevy that resembles the color of coca leaves with caramel interiors and 26-inch wheels. He expresses his familiarity with the streets, including alternative routes to escape the police. He claims his success and leadership as being at the 'top of the game' and possessing the knowledge of good weed strains, referred to as 'Elly-Wellys' or 'lovies.' He warns those who might despise or disrespect him that he could harm them like the suckers who flee when threats loom. He brags about his uniqueness, which appeals to a select group of people in the music industry, unlike the commoners that everyone else tries to attract. He compares his suppression by the industry to the NFL quarterback Trent Green, who got injured in a game played in Russia.
I'm from the city where the bullets go zang if you let them go, And we don't talk if niggas go bang its a yes or no, And blue and red color-flags hang just to let you know, I tell you its a pretty big thang if you reppin Mo', And niggas speak a slightly different slang if you hit the coke, What it do and what is it mean the same, its just who you know, But I can hit you niggas to some Cane that will leave your nose bleedin Leave you that vintage from your brain if you bring the dough
Tech N9ne describes the violence prevalent in his city, where gunshots can be heard if the trigger is pulled. He explains the unwritten rule among his peers, where if one person shoots, others remain silent and do not snitch. He talks about how people hang color-flags related to gangs to identify themselves, and he indicates the significance of having a reputation in that environment. He highlights the slight differences in an addict's language and the meaning behind the words spoken. Tech N9ne also claims his ability to provide cocaine to those who have sufficient funds, which might lead to nosebleeds and a vintage effect on their brains.
I'm part Animal and Part Confucious, Part Achilles, part Zeus, but my heart's Medusas, Running wild through the inner-city, marked a nuisance, Chop pills and Israeli haunts the new kids, Who don't have no idea how to cock and shoot ya, Just shoot, hop the fences to the ghettos acoustics, I'm Bruce, and stacy niggas goan Dance for music, I'm Proof, and got the game on Grab like nooses, Blown Fuses
Tech N9ne reveals his multifaceted personality that combines animal's ferocity with Confucius's wisdom and Achilles and Zeus's strength but a heart that can petrify like Medusa. He describes himself as a rebel who runs on the streets of the inner-city causing an uproar. He mentions consuming pills and frequents Israeli haunts where many juveniles and teenagers hang out as they lack the sophistication of handling a gun correctly. He advises them to start shooting instead of imitating without doing anything themselves. He describes himself as Bruce, the name depicting that he is like Bruce Lee, making people dance to his music. He emphasizes his position in the music industry gripped tightly just like a noose on someone's neck. Finally, the phrase 'Blown Fuses' refers to his explosive personality and his style's impact on his listeners.
Contributed by Alexander E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
PhilMyFilth
[Intro]
F- F- F- Feature Presentation
Hahaha, Tech N9ne, baby! And this one is dedicated to all the ghettos across America! Kutt Calhoun, I mean the nigga hood baby, check it out, 'cause nigga's just so- just so- AAAH!
Kutty Cal, baby
We whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip real good
Strange Music, nigga
We whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip real good
Ay, turn the bass up, man, yeah
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
So
I'm fresh up out the store
Straight to the liquor store
I'm 'bout to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road
I got that Keyshia Cole
But niggas wanting dro
It'll make your shoulders lean so when you see me nigga, blow
I'm in the Chevy the same color as Coca Leaf
Caramel guts, 26 Arm-All'd up when they notice me
I know these streets; scenic routes, in and outs where them rollers be
Make the change, top of the game, right where they poda be
Elly-Wellys? We call them lovies; that's when you soak a tree
And get to scootin' and smoke panoramic moment that's so 3D
I hold the key; just like a mayor for what you want and need
So yuck at me and I'm mayor just like a [?]
But fuck with me and you can be missin' just like a suckers free
Is such an ease sucker free niggas don't really fuck with these
But the D they taking over, over your much achieved
Hushing me sort of like Trent Green where Russians be
So you know I'm
[Hook: Tech N9ne &ย Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
I'm from the city where the bullets go zang if you let them go
And we don't talk if niggas go bang it's a yes or no
And blue and red colored flags hang just to let you know
I tell you it's a pretty big thang if you reppin' MO
And niggas speak a slightly different slang if you peep the code
What it do and what is it be the same, just as what you know
But I can hip you niggas to some cane that'll leave your nose bleeding
Leakin' that vintage from your brain if you bring the dough
I'm part animal and part Confucius
Part Achilles, part Zeus, but my heart's with Deuces
Runnin' wild through the inner-city, marked a nuisance
Chop L's and Israelis haunts the new kids
Who don't have no idea how to cock and shoot shit
Just shootin' hot ones zeppo through the ghetto's acoustics
Like Lucas, stacy niggas gon' dash for music
I'm proven, got the game on grab like nooses
Blown fuses, whenever
[Hook: Tech N9ne &ย Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
[Big Scoob]
Back pushin' that trap shit to your tracklist
Tecca N9na's new package, Big Fella gon' snap bitch
Whip game, I'm magic, front flips, no backflips
Ill eatin' old passed whips, looky here, these facts, bitch (yeah!)
Big Fella y'all know me man, show me, homie, I'm still the same
I'm a little older got a little colder, I'm still a soldier, I'm blowing flames
Time to get, what's happening blood?
This don't get it I'm acting up
Y'all ainโt wit it, then I'ma go get it and ship it in, in the back of the bus
Nah, I'm just fuckin' with it, bickin' back and having fun
Bullshit I'm having none, pussy niggas best hold their tongue
Flip a switch and I'm with the shit get to clapping clips and I'm banging drums
Ignorant with this ignant shit and my only wish is you come get some!
[Hook: Tech N9ne &ย Kutt Calhoun]
'Cause you know
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Alligator Nikes, shadow shaded lights
I'm speeding like Ricky Bobby through the Talladega Night
Club jumping, I'm watching the sun dump from day into the night
I'm wondering, got to do something, it's playa-playa night
In Freaky's I'm V.I. to P. and playas lay it right
Big Nicolas at the front door and he says it's hater-tight
Decisions make right these bitches shade light
J-Lo and Mary J. up in this with stripper jay tights
Christie tastes white, it's Asti to Spumante and a Crystal Bud Light
Still live the thug life, I got a bud right-
In front of me and I'm pondering on what the bud's like
It's taunting me and been summonin'
I'm 'bout to make a move, yo baby what your name is?
She all ready too, 'cause her eyes is telling the truth
I gotsta keep it real hood, make it feel good
And when I whip it nigga, whip it, whip it real good
'Cause you know
[Hook: Tech N9ne &ย Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
[JL B. Hood]
I told you bitches where the fuck I'm from
Showed you this is where the luck might run
Out full of doubt
What you do wit' yo' mouth about to be part of the reason I come and bust my gun
Finna give up wanna be just like dumb
Nigga's a boar, be hunted just like one
This no war nor kick time, son
It's a warning, do nothing dumb
You can feel what it is when exposed to the G's
A real one exists this close to the league
Get ahold of the disk, you suppose to believe
He showed with the trip, and the flow's a disease
Coke gotta fizz, got zones of the trees
Never let 'em live, let alone let 'em breathe
Not a fuck I could give, like "fucks, what are these?"
[?] hoes Lebanese
Strange got the game in a guillotine choke
Language aimed seen finna be quoโted
Know it ain't my enemy hope
Swank if you can't consider me dope
Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both
On the bull with a 7, no Toni Kukoฤ
Bitch check-in to whenever you post
Like her method would works, still whenever you close
You know what I'm yelling, yo somebody better tell 'em!
Hardhead make a soft-ass, let me get 'em
Up in art class was the only time he drew a weapon
At the bar blurred lines, I'm a urban legend
No T.I. TMI but I'm fuckin' with protection
Paperwork are red like I'm makin' a correction
Select what I said, hope you makin' the connection
We come at a nigga head, it come off him in a second
Me and Tech got high, said we finna do work
Spat hot lava, finna shoot first
Show respect not vibe like I could only do churches
My nigga wasn't alive, I am in the booth hurt!
Know that I'ma ride, but I tell 'em B. Hood
You would look odd in my neck of the woods
If I really wanna slide in your ho I could
But I'm God with a double O, dawg know I'm good!
Step like I should!
[Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Papered but still hood, we whip it and feel good
Ayy, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it and feel good
I steps like a real should
Papered but still hood, we whip it and feel good
Ayy, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it and feel good
S-Mayhem
Kutty if you're reading this comment, please please please please do some more songs with Strange Music! You don't have to be signed to the label!!!
beef nacos
He done messed that up
Big T
Big scoob go hard on everything he touches definitely one of my favorite rappers I've found through strange. Keep reckin fellas
KillaCaff1
Scoob is ok at best
Big T
@KillaCaff1 depends on your age and how you talley it up bro
Mister Cee
@KillaCaff1 He has hitters and is underrated. Listen to his flow in some songs and he fuckin kills it.
Cady Janey
Scoob wrecks
KonaTheDragon
And has such a fire theme song!
BIG SCOOB!!!!
Ever since I heard that Big Scoob theme song like 15 years ago Iโve wanted my own signature theme song haha
We all deserve our own anthem like that ๐ฏ
Tech n9ne has always had so much love and commitment for his team ๐
Jerry Carpenter
Good to hear all this on one track for real, brings out the classic and the new verses at the same damn time.
Tiona Linda Nguyen
Five years later., I'm lying here hooked up to monitors,hooked on drugs,arguing with ythe next me---you've come force me,I ... "Get that---so I can remember ythe woman I was with Ned, desirable, forum just a-little longer. Just a-little longer. I'm a-blockbuster away frome Sonny's and it's Saturday night again. Everything is still happening out in ythe city without me. That's is hard to process,hard to process. Saturday night Wil keep coming around,without me. Whoever I was. Ann. May-be.