[Intro - Chopped and Screwed Voice - Hey, now everybody sit and shut the fuck up! Class is now in If you came here to hear that lovey shit - get the fuck out! If you soft and scared of shit - get the fuck out! For those who love raw shit - welcome to 101 Your instructor for is - Tech N9ne!
[Verse 1 - N9ne] This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce To signal the true sick, mellow tone is what you Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest Some people hate but it ain't matterin, but the gather, it's flatterin Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no to be stiff in this bitch Spittin clips on a mission for bliss when I be rippin this shit Make it excitin, got to be invitin when writin your piece Never be dick ridin, if you're goin to be bitin, you're ignitin the is melodic, melodies, if you got it Mix it hot as tamales, you singin is garbage If you keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it Have confidence, with conviction, don't put 'em asleep when you rock it This is harmony, taking you through it Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, it fluid Sickology 101 is in session, I you knew it We murderin motherfuckers in music, how we do it!
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!) Such an with it, this is Sickology GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
From our west coast - Crooked I (Crooked I ...)
[Verse 2 - I] My killer Daytons can me crushin the competition Comin correct when the crazy composition Cannibal character, Calico carrier, got a crooked copper Cali killers on candid emissions was constant consonant wordplay Wordplay with Thursday and thirsty - if I'm thirst-ay! I the pronunciation of words, per se The English got to do whatever my verse say So if you want to to rap, this is how (this is how) Right now I'm puttin swag in my (in my style) It's a emphasis on the sentences Then I give 'em charisma a laugh and a smile (and a smile) If you your verses to cost higher Then your similes got to be hot as a live You need some better For example, song is a war zone and you listeners in the cross fire
From our east coast instructor - XL
[Verse 3 - XL] Everybody start lockin their windows and doors, Chino get in like light-ning, how I'm strikin a triflin rifleman Bullets flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, like it's So much metal in his spine, he get rich from the recycling! (yeah!) Chino be curdlin blood, get burned from the buzz I speak with conviction, like what Da Brat heard from the judge Bludgeon no love, hate me yo I'd hear Hannah Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio! Startin drama Chino, God forbid my lyrics on eBay, that's God for bid Problem is Jesus is more than a man with a delivery, like I drive a coroner van (damn) I'm demented, writtens as sick as I can Grenade grippin, to detonate Disneyland I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how every punch line Chris Brown's fist in the face of Rihanna
Yes I got to be vicious, this is
- Chopped and Screwed Voice - talking] For those who don't know what the goin on This is Sickology 101, you motherfuckers! Hahaha, let's kill these