Luyện nghe bài hát Sickology 101

[Intro - Chopped and Screwed - talking]
Hey, now everybody sit down and shut the up!
is now in session
If you came here to hear that lovey dovey shit - get the out!
If you soft and scared of shit - get the fuck out!
For who love raw shit - welcome to Sickology 101
instructor for today is - Tech N9ne!

[Verse 1 - Tech
This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce
To signal the true sick, mellow is what you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick chatter
Some 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 bitch
Spittin full on a mission for bliss when I be rippin this shit
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
is melodic, melodies, if you got it
Mix it hot as tamales, you singin off-key is
If you keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it
confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em asleep when you rock it
This is harmony, Nina's you through it
Make it buttery, beautiful, make it fluid
Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you it
We murderin in music, that's how we do it!

GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
Such an with it, this is Sickology
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)

From our west instructor - Crooked I (Crooked I ...)

[Verse 2 - I]
My killer Daytons can keep me the competition
Comin correct creatin the crazy composition
Cannibal character, carrier, got a crooked copper missin
Cali killers on candid emissions
That was constant wordplay
Wordplay rhymes Thursday and thirsty - if I'm thirst-ay!
I change the of words, per se
The English language got to do my verse say
So if you want to learn to rap, is how (this is how)
Right now I'm swag in my style (in my style)
It's a emphasis on the simplest
Then I give 'em charisma with a laugh and a (and a smile)
If you want verses to cost higher
your similes got to be hot as a live wire
You need better metaphors
For example, song is a war zone and you listeners in the cross fire

From our east instructor - Chino XL

3 - Chino XL]
Everybody start lockin their windows and doors, might get in
It's light-ning, how I'm strikin a triflin rifleman
flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, like it's Vicodin
So metal in his spine, he could get rich from the recycling! (yeah!)
Chino be curdlin blood, don't get burned the buzz
I speak with conviction, what Da Brat just heard from the judge
no love, industry hate me yo
I'd hear Hannah Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio!
Startin drama with Chino, God
Auction my on eBay, that's God for bid
Problem is lyric is more than a man
a sick 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 how every punch line hits
Like 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 the fuck's goin on
This is Sickology 101, you motherfuckers!
Hahaha, let's these niggaz