Luyện nghe bài hát Sickology 101

[Intro - and Screwed Voice - talking]
Hey, now everybody sit and shut the fuck up!
Class is now in
If you came here to hear that dovey shit - get the fuck out!
If you soft and scared of hardcore shit - get the out!
For those who love raw shit - to Sickology 101
Your instructor for today is - N9ne!

1 - Tech N9ne]
This is style I use pitch, to and seduce chicks
To signal the true sick, mellow is what you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest
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
full clips on a mission for bliss when I be rippin this shit
Make it excitin, got to be invitin when you're writin piece
Never be dick ridin, if you're goin to be bitin, ignitin 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 asleep when you it
This is harmony, taking you through it
it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it fluid
Sickology 101 is in session, I you knew it
We murderin motherfuckers in music, how we do it!

GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
Such an oddity with it, this is
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR 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 can keep me crushin the competition
Comin correct creatin the crazy composition
character, Calico carrier, got a crooked copper missin
Cali killers on candid cock
That was constant wordplay
Wordplay rhymes with 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 swag in my (in my style)
It's a on the simplest sentences
Then I give 'em charisma with a laugh and a (and a smile)
If you want your to cost higher
your similes got to be hot as a live wire
You need better metaphors
For example, this is a war zone and you listeners in the cross fire

From our east coast instructor - XL

[Verse 3 - XL]
Everybody lockin their windows and doors, Chino might get in
It's like light-ning, how I'm strikin a triflin
Bullets flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, it's 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 half of you on the radio!
Startin drama with Chino, God
my lyrics on eBay, that's God for bid
Problem is lyric is more than a man
with a sick delivery, I drive a coroner van (damn)
I'm demented, spittin as sick as I can
Grenade grippin, fittin to detonate
I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how every line hits
Like Chris Brown's fist in the face of

Yes I got to be vicious, this is

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