Sickology 101

Hey, now everybody sit down and shut the fuck up!

Class is now in session

If you came here to hear that lovey dovey shit - get the fuck out!

If you soft and scared of hardcore shit - get the fuck out!

For those who love raw shit - welcome to

Sickology 101

Your instructor for today is -

Tech N9ne![Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]

This is style

I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks

To signal the true sick, mellow tone is what you spit

Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest chatter

Some people hate but it ain't matterin, but the people gather, it's flatterin

Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch

Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when

I be rippin this shit

Make it excitin, got to be invitin when you're writin your piece

Never be dick ridin, if you're goin to be bitin, you're ignitin the beast

This is melodic, melodies, if you got it

Mix it hot as tamales, you singin off-key is garbage

If you can't keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it

Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em asleep when you rock it

This is harmony,

Nina's taking you through it

Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it fluid

Sickology 101 is in session,

I thought you knew it

We murderin motherfuckers in music, that's how we do it![Chorus]

GET! (ON YOUR FEET!),

UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

GET! (ON YOUR FEET!),

UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

GET! (ON YOUR FEET!),

UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

Such an oddity with it, this is

SickologyG

ET! (ON YOUR FEET!),

UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

GET! (ON YOUR FEET!),

UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

GET! (ON YOUR FEET!),

UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

From our west coast instructor -

Crooked I (Crooked I ...)[Verse 2 - Crooked I]

My killer

Daytons can keep me crushin the competition

Comin correct when creatin the crazy composition

Cannibal character,

Calico carrier, got a crooked copper missin

Cali killers on candid cock emissions

That was constant consonant wordplay

Wordplay rhymes with

Thursday and thirsty - if

I'm thirst-ay!

I change the pronunciation of words, per se

The English language got to do whatever my verse say

So if you want to learn to rap, this is how (this is how)

Right now

I'm puttin swag in my style (in my style)

It's a emphasis on the simplest sentences

Then I give 'em charisma with a laugh and a smile (and a smile)

If you want your verses to cost higher

Then your similes got to be hot as a live wire

You need some better metaphors

For example, this song is a war zone and you listeners in the cross fire[Chorus]

From our east coast instructor -

Chino XL[Verse 3 - Chino XL]

Everybody start lockin their windows and doors,

Chino might get in

It's like light-ning, how

I'm strikin a triflin rifleman

Bullets flyin up and

I'm numbin the bum, like it's

VicodinSo much metal in his spine, he could get rich from the recycling! (yeah!)

Chino be curdlin blood, don't get burned from the buzz

I speak with conviction, like what

Da Brat just heard from the judge

Bludgeon no love, industry hate me yo

I'd rather hear

Hannah Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio!

Startin drama with

Chino, God forbid

Auction my lyrics on e

Bay, that's

God for bid

Problem is lyric

Jesus is more than a manwith a sick delivery, like

I drive a coroner van (damn)

I'm demented, spittin writtens as sick as

I canGrenade grippin, fittin to detonate

Disneyland

I am teachin

Sickology, try to follow how every punch line hits

Like Chris

Brown's fist in the face of

Rihanna[Chorus]

Yes I got to be vicious, this is

Sickology[Outro - Chopped and Screwed Voice - talking]

For those who don't know what the fuck's goin on

This is Sickology 101, you punk motherfuckers!

Hahaha, let's kill these niggaz