[Intro - Chopped and Screwed - talking] 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 hardcore - get the fuck out! For who love raw shit - welcome to Sickology 101 Your instructor for today is - N9ne!
[Verse 1 - Tech This is style I use pitch, to and seduce chicks To signal the sick, mellow tone is what you spit Switchin the pattern, bust out that midwest chatter Some people hate but it ain't matterin, but the people gather, flatterin Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when I be 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 the beast 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 Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em when you rock it This is harmony, taking you through it Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it 101 is in session, I thought 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 FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) Such an oddity with it, is Sickology GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
our west coast instructor - Crooked I (Crooked I ...)
[Verse 2 - I] My killer Daytons can keep me the competition Comin correct creatin the crazy composition Cannibal character, Calico carrier, got a copper missin Cali killers on candid cock was constant consonant wordplay Wordplay rhymes Thursday and thirsty - if I'm thirst-ay! I change the of words, per se The English got to do whatever my verse say So if you want to learn to rap, is how (this is how) Right now I'm puttin in my style (in my style) a emphasis on the simplest sentences Then I give 'em charisma with a and a smile (and a smile) If you want your to cost higher Then similes got to be hot as a live wire You need some better For example, this song is a war and you listeners in the cross fire
From our east coast - Chino XL
[Verse 3 - XL] Everybody start their windows and doors, Chino might get in It's like light-ning, how I'm strikin a rifleman Bullets flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, it's Vicodin So much in his spine, he could get rich from the recycling! (yeah!) Chino be curdlin blood, get burned from the buzz I speak with conviction, like what Da Brat just heard the judge Bludgeon no love, industry me yo I'd rather hear Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio! Startin with Chino, God forbid 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, spittin as sick as I can grippin, fittin to detonate Disneyland I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how punch line hits Like Chris Brown's fist in the face of
Yes I got to be vicious, is Sickology
[Outro - Chopped and Voice - talking] For those who don't know the fuck's goin on This is 101, you punk motherfuckers! Hahaha, let's kill niggaz