Luyện nghe bài hát Sickology 101

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

[Verse 1 - Tech
is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks
To signal the true sick, mellow is what you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest
Some people hate but it matterin, but the people gather, it's flatterin
Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this
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 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 off-key is garbage
If you can't keep an octave in a pocket, you to stop it
Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em when you rock it
This is harmony, Nina's taking you it
Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it
Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you it
We murderin in music, that's how we do it!

GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)
GET! (ON FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
Such an oddity with it, is Sickology
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT 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
correct when creatin the crazy composition
Cannibal character, Calico carrier, got a copper missin
Cali on candid cock emissions
That was constant consonant
Wordplay with 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 to learn 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 simplest
Then I give 'em with a laugh and a smile (and a smile)
If you want your verses to cost
Then your got to be hot as a live wire
You need some better
For example, this song is a war zone and you listeners in the fire

From our east coast instructor - XL

[Verse 3 - XL]
Everybody start lockin windows and doors, Chino might get in
It's like light-ning, how I'm strikin a rifleman
flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, like 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 Da Brat just heard from the judge
no love, industry hate me yo
I'd rather hear Hannah Montana, than of you rappers on the radio!
Startin with Chino, God forbid
Auction my lyrics on eBay, God for bid
Problem is lyric Jesus is more a man
with a sick delivery, I drive a coroner van (damn)
I'm demented, writtens as sick as I can
Grenade grippin, fittin to detonate
I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how punch line hits
Chris Brown's fist in the face of Rihanna

Yes I got to be vicious, is Sickology

[Outro - Chopped and Screwed - talking]
For who don't know what the fuck's goin on
This is Sickology 101, you motherfuckers!
Hahaha, let's kill niggaz