[Intro - Chopped and Voice - talking] Hey, now everybody sit down and 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 - get the fuck out! For those who raw shit - welcome to Sickology 101 Your for today is - Tech N9ne!
1 - Tech N9ne] This is style I use pitch, to catch and chicks To signal the sick, mellow tone is what you spit Switchin the pattern, out that quick 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 bitch Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when I be this shit Make it excitin, got to be invitin when you're 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 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, Nina's taking you it Make it buttery, beautiful, make it fluid Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you 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 with it, this is Sickology GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!) GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
From our west coast instructor - I (Crooked I ...)
[Verse 2 - I] My killer Daytons can me crushin the competition Comin correct when creatin the composition Cannibal character, Calico carrier, got a copper missin Cali on candid cock emissions That was constant consonant Wordplay rhymes with 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 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 your verses to cost higher Then similes got to be hot as a live wire You need some metaphors For example, this song is a war zone and you listeners in the cross
From our east instructor - Chino XL
[Verse 3 - XL] Everybody lockin 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 metal in his spine, he could get rich from the recycling! (yeah!) Chino be blood, don't get burned from the buzz I speak with conviction, like what Da Brat just heard from the Bludgeon no love, hate me yo I'd rather hear Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio! Startin drama Chino, God forbid Auction my on eBay, that's God for bid is lyric 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, fittin to detonate I am teachin Sickology, try to how every punch line hits Like Chris Brown's 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 goin on This is Sickology 101, you motherfuckers! Hahaha, kill these niggaz