Luyện nghe bài hát Sickology 101

[Intro - and Screwed Voice - talking]
Hey, now everybody sit down and shut the up!
is now in session
If you here to hear that lovey dovey shit - get the fuck out!
If you and scared of hardcore shit - 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 catch and seduce
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
the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch
Spittin full clips on a mission for 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 can't keep an 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 you knew it
We murderin motherfuckers in music, how we do it!

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

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

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

From our east instructor - Chino XL

[Verse 3 - XL]
Everybody start lockin their windows and doors, Chino get in
It's 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 with conviction, like what Da Brat just heard from the judge
Bludgeon no love, hate me yo
I'd rather hear Hannah Montana, than half of you on the radio!
Startin drama Chino, God forbid
Auction my lyrics on eBay, God for bid
Problem is Jesus is more than a man
with a delivery, like I drive a coroner van (damn)
I'm demented, spittin as sick as I can
Grenade grippin, to detonate Disneyland
I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how every punch line
Like Chris 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 the fuck's goin on
This is 101, you punk motherfuckers!
Hahaha, let's kill niggaz