Sickology 101

Hey, now everybody sit down and shut the fuck up!

Class is now in session

If you came here to hear that lovey dovey shit, get the fuck out!

If you soft and scared of hardcore shit, get the fuck out!

For those who love raw shit, welcome to Sickology 101

Your instructor for today is, Tech N9ne!

This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks

To signal the true sick, mellow tone is what you spit

Switching the pattern, bust out that quick midwest chatter

Some people hate but it ain't mattering, but the people gather, it's flattering

Switching the pitch, mixing, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch

Spitting full clips on a mission for bliss when I be ripping this shit

Make it exciting, got to be inviting when you're writing your piece

Never be dick riding, if you're going to be biting, you're igniting the beast

This is melodic, melodies, if you got it

Mix it hot as tamales, you singing off-key is garbage

If you can't keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it

Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em asleep when you rock it

This is harmony, Nina's taking you through it

Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it fluid

Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you knew it

We murderin motherfuckers in music, that's how we do it!

Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!)

Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!)

Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!)

Such an oddity with it, this is Sickology

Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!)

Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!)

Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!)

From our west coast instructor, Crooked I (Crooked I)