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 - get the fuck out!
If you and scared of hardcore shit - get the fuck out!
For those who raw shit - welcome to Sickology 101
Your for today is - Tech N9ne!

[Verse 1 - N9ne]
is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks
To signal the sick, mellow tone is what you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest
Some people hate but it ain't matterin, but the people gather, it's
Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no to be stiff in this bitch
Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when I be rippin shit
it excitin, got to be invitin when you're writin your piece
Never be ridin, if you're goin to be bitin, you're ignitin the beast
is melodic, melodies, if you got it
Mix it hot as tamales, you off-key is garbage
If you keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it
Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em asleep you rock it
is harmony, Nina's taking you through it
Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, it fluid
Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you it
We motherfuckers in music, that's 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 oddity with it, is Sickology
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)

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

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

From our east instructor - Chino XL

3 - Chino XL]
Everybody lockin their windows and doors, Chino might get in
It's like light-ning, how I'm a triflin rifleman
Bullets flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, like Vicodin
So much metal in his spine, he get rich from the recycling! (yeah!)
Chino be curdlin blood, don't get from the buzz
I speak with conviction, like what Da Brat just heard from the
Bludgeon no love, industry me yo
I'd rather hear Hannah Montana, than of you rappers on the radio!
Startin drama Chino, God forbid
Auction my on eBay, that's God for bid
Problem is Jesus is more than a man
with a sick delivery, like I a coroner van (damn)
I'm demented, spittin as sick as I can
Grenade grippin, fittin to 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

[Outro - Chopped and Voice - talking]
For those who don't know what the fuck's on
This is Sickology 101, you motherfuckers!
Hahaha, let's kill niggaz