Luyện nghe bài hát Sickology 101

[Intro - Chopped and Voice - talking]
Hey, now everybody sit down and the fuck up!
is now in session
If you came here to hear that dovey 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
instructor for today is - Tech N9ne!

[Verse 1 - Tech
This is I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks
To signal the true sick, mellow tone is you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out quick midwest chatter
Some people but it ain't matterin, but the people gather, it's flatterin
Switchin the pitch, mixin, no need to be stiff in this bitch
Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss 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 off-key is garbage
If you can't keep an 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 taking you it
Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, it fluid
Sickology 101 is in session, I you knew it
We motherfuckers in music, that's how we do it!

GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR 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 YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)

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

2 - Crooked I]
My killer Daytons can me crushin the competition
correct when creatin the crazy composition
Cannibal character, Calico carrier, got a crooked copper
Cali killers on candid cock
That was constant wordplay
rhymes with 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)
It's a emphasis on the simplest
Then I give 'em charisma with a laugh and a (and a smile)
If you want your verses to cost
your similes got to be hot as a live wire
You need some better
For example, this song is a war zone and you in the cross fire

From our east coast - Chino XL

[Verse 3 - XL]
start 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 metal in his spine, he could get rich from the recycling! (yeah!)
Chino be blood, don't get burned from the buzz
I speak conviction, like what Da Brat just heard from the judge
no love, industry hate me yo
I'd rather hear Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio!
drama with Chino, God forbid
Auction my on eBay, that's God for bid
Problem is lyric Jesus is than a man
with a sick delivery, like I drive a van (damn)
I'm demented, spittin writtens as as I can
Grenade grippin, fittin to detonate
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, is Sickology

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